<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=351150" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Abbherence!</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">A man was on the floor<br>Selling coco at the shore.<br>Making meal & money, he's happy.<br>Looking at d stars, he laid airy.<br>But the tale had a twist<br>Wid no legs, he held tight his fist<br>And the hatred tale started.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> His fingers ran through pages<br> He knew history since sages<br> Giving lectures he spent the day<br> Moon or sun, knowing not from where came d ray<br> There lied in tale a twist<br> With no eyes, he held tight his fist<br> And the hatred tale started.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In a garden blossomed a flower<br>Reason being aroma, all wanted it ever<br>Few hours hence, it was plucked<br>Days later, dry it looked<br>That is where the tale took a twist<br>This' one more in that list<br>And the hatred tale started.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> The hatred tale that had a twist<br> When few couldn't hold tight their fist<br> That hatred tale still in place<br> When some flawed life as they couldn't race<br> When a man wins if he thinks he can<br> & flower that spreads cheer before it dries<br> WHY SHOULD A LOSER END LOSER? ?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=BhanuPrakash+Singh">BhanuPrakash Singh</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=351150" data-title="Abbherence! de BhanuPrakash Singh" data-description="A man was on the floor Selling coco at the shore. Making meal & money, he's happy. Looking at d stars, he laid airy. But the tale had a twist Wid no legs, he held tight his fist And the hatred tale started. His fingers ran through pages He kn..."></div> </div> </div>

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