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Thy Operator Lord

The Operator Lord dwells in thy status, With a golden grin after a huge hiatus The flute bearer’s philosophical posture, Inspires me to compose on His gesture The Creator of this universe-expanding Benefactor of all pleasures rewarding He being thy favorite divinity Let me compose with infinite clarity The superfect picture of the God supreme Is a delightful present from you extreme ‘O wonder woman with Dravid origin The divine, debonair and diva dashing May thou be my perpetual deity As I'm thy worshipper of eternity..!!

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