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The princess ran high temperature.
Some applied sandal paste.
Some let in cool breeze
And the one hummed her to sleep.
It was a moonlit night.
Nevertheless, subsided
Not but rose her temperature.
It is a lovelorn fever.

Lover only can heal her heat
08.10.99
[Based on a Tamil song of 2000 years old]

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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