Onomatopoeia
The time of the clock,
The ships are in the dock,
The whistle of the wind,
Through the haughty tamarind,
Now I can’t think ‘cause it’s summer, don’t mock.
06/09/2020
Copyright © Rashi Soni | Year Posted 2020
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