You Talk Like a Cuckoo
You talk like a cuckoo,when you meet me.
By listening to you,it seems,as if you also die on me.
The truth is this or that is my fault.
Whose fault is it?
Why do you come so sweet and talk to me?
You talk like a cuckoo, when you meet me.
Copyright © Kishan Sharma | Year Posted 2018
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