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BASUNDIA
Basundia, a glittering wonder of untamed raw Nature,
The pastoral splendour that reflects Eden in miniature.
The claret lychee-yards that stoop, stoop, stoop, stoop
With its branches, bunches that loop, loop, loop loop.
Blonde body of jackfruits dazzles green luminescence
Of grass-wet field as if with the golden phosphorescence.
The abundance of fruits fills the air with a dozy scent
So that thirsty drunkards of Nature can drink affluent.
The fresh air enters into the heart instead of the lung
And captivates that inner core, ever-new, ever-young.
The enchantress Basundia with her wands of Beauty,
Drenches the eyes of beholder with nectar of divinity.
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