Little Miss Maily!
Always smiley smiley.
Two little doe eyes,
Never they cries.
Cheeks are pinkish,
Looks very impish,
She never forget,
Her crispy nuggets.
Love old school vans,
For dance never miss a chance.
Mommy's floral pink dress,
Daddy's gentle head caress.
Daddy call her "Love",
"You are my Little Dove".
She is very pretty,
So mommy call her "Qutie".
Little Miss Maily!
Always smiley smiley.

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Oh! Love....

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My Little Goldfish!!
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ABC Saga!!
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It's
always
a bliss folding
paper to make a
boat, When it comes
out as I wished I felt pretty
proud and dote. Sometimes when
folds went wrong and the boat collide,
All mine hopes scattered Mourned sorrowfully I cried. Next morning buckled up
Again with little more zest, Careful with each fold and it Turned out best from the
rest. But then comes the tragedy I made it with news paper, It's fragile and
sinked into The shallow murky water. Tearing pages from notebook Was the
most criminal deed, Mom'll pull off my ears from My head with lightning
speed. As always dad my saviour came with a better rescue plan,
Found some old calendars it Increased my boats life span.

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My technicolor life!!

I want it full of blue sky,
Lychees and sweet apple pai,
Late slumber and lazy lie.

Snuggly cozy balncket in jan,
Movie time with Jackie Chan

Always solitude less noise,
No artificial outer cote yet poise.

Sheeran and Rahman in Spotify,
Evening coffee with french fries.

Morandi colours blended in row,
Yet a perfect rainbow it show.

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Sweet Summer!!
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Clouds!!
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Oh! Love.

Oh! Love you may see,
The way I always glee.
Bended on my knee,
Just wanted you to agree.

Oh! Love look at my eyes,
Not anymore they cry.
Full of hope not at all sly,
Maybe a little bit shy.

Oh! Love let me hold,
Those tiny hands so cold.
I know you hate being told,
Yet let's take the road old.

Oh! Love please lead me,
Where moon shine all free.
Zesty zephyr happy with trees,
And so will we.

Oh! Love where still beauty lies,
Where gloom allured by fireflies.
Twinkling stars full of sky,
Only fulfilled wishes will be my.

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Glorious Liberty!

The azure sky allure me alot,
Yet flying is something I could not,
My overprotective parents who dote.

Trusting wings wasn't really easy,
People might call me lame lunatic lazy,
couldn't help being dad's easter daizy.

Courage's there in my solitary heart,
Being unfilial will tear them apart,
I believe one day I'll learn the art.

It wasn't gonna happen any soon,
Someday I might break that cocoon,
Maybe find my own boon and tune.

The wings were tiny not so large,
Will find way betwixt illusionary mirage,
That very day will start the voyage.

First let me catch my lone breathe,
I definitely will do, have a little faith,
In glorious liberty fly to the zenith.

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