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From Pulivendula a place so far,
God sent his angel called YSR. 
No cosmic star, superstar or megastar, 
But AP’s only ever GIGASTAR. 
He gave to the state a brand new fate, 
Power and water for farmers to irrigate. 
No more monsoon failures no more drought, 
Even the opposition could gauge his clout. 
Heaven’s chosen foot soldier, he soldiered on, 
Before we knew it, they said he was gone. 
The state and nation will miss his face, 
Ever so smiling and full of grace. 
Those whom God loves he makes die young, 
This true Andhramight didn’t leave unsung. 
By now I’m sure he’s in Gods safe keeping, 
A hard working angel, he was never found sleeping. 
Most loyal to his party he really was, 
Saved it from all the enemies jaws. 
Practically introduced from all of his dreams,
succour for the poor and benevolent schemes. 
Where he is right now, we don’t know for sure, 
With happiness he’s  smiling, the Lords opened the door. 
Not one to act like some cunning old smarty, 
He was loved by the masses and every known party. 
Respecting every voters true sentiments, 
Never failing to keep his promised commitments. 
On earth he did a lot to please,  
May his soul so rest in peace.  
Many consider his son a political novice, 
Good thinking indeed, he’s a man with no-vice! 
Through the teachings of his father, he has the same spirit, 
Why for one moment should we doubt his merit? 
Give him the chance and he’ll prove it to you, 
Doing all things left, his father had no time to do. 

-	Prince Freakasso (Artist & Poet)

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