I can't write a poem,
Even on Taj Mahal's dome;
I know one line........
About people drinking wine!
I thought of line, so many
But now I don't remember any;
I thought of lines, fummy
But now I remember money.
I know lines on fairy tales
But now i remember shopping malls and sales,
I know lines on horrible rats
But now I remember adorable cats.
I don't remember a thing
Even the lines I wrote on a selfish king,
But, alas! Now I remember everything
So I will write a poem on something.
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