Undressing Is Painful
Stood as tallest,
Looking towards the sky
Glancing the world surround,
Abode for many,
Mess for the world
bunk room for any,
Embodiment of kindness
Staining is a hobby at intervals,
Green is most favorite,
Also like to dress in red and yellow!
To the world,
Me and my friends cry for one thing
To make up us , keep us more charm,
It’s painful to unmask our green clothes!
To the brilliant minds,
Please,
Don’t undress us…!
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