Toot
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Ay hy..ššš¤
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Mulberry...
Sabhi dosto ke liye...
Kha lena ji..šš-
"The red mulberries"
It's an old story
Somewhere in Babylon
Where the nights were amorous
And mulberries not red!
They'd come every night
To hold hands under the sky
Far from the city
Under the mulberry tree.
"Thisbe, my Love
What's the need to hide"
"Pyramus, my Heart
We're safe under this sky!"
They promised for another tomorrow
And parted ways
Gazing at the moon
Their nights were days!
Thisbe arrived, waiting for Pyramus
But found whom, a hungry lioness
She ran for her life, dropped the cloak behind
The lioness mauled the cloak with its bloodstained hind.
As Pyramus reached, saw the bloodstained cloak
His heart sank, fell down in shock
"My love, I couldn't protect you from wild"
Stabbed himself to death, such a schilde!
Blood splattered allover, as he set on death bed
That's how forever lost, turned mulberry red!
And yes Thisbe arrived, found his body aside
For her love, par heavens, she comitted suicide!
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Yummy,
delicious fruit.
Green is sour
&
black is sweet.
I remember the
days whenever I eat .
It's saytut & thanks
to remind me my
favorite childhood fruit š-