O Lord Goddess
O my Lord save me from the peril
So that in my life there is no devil
Folks pretend to wear all mask
Full of ambiguity and crooked task
May you enter when time is hard
Making me feel like a genuine bard
Where there is a will, there is a way
Let’s ‘live and let’ all the way
Let’s make hay while sun shines
Versing many a poem that rhymes
Public welfare should be the goal
O Lord make me an amiable Amol
True to the meaning of my name
I want to make the world same..!
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