Best Kins Poems

They dressed them in chiffon and gossamer threads and called them "Pimp-kins"...

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Pr'y'
Purely perfect Priya sister
Shining like a star aster
Being her birthday today
I wish come what may
Dainty delightful dashing doll
Divine debonair damsel small
Stars extoll her mien
How sweet it’s they mean..!
Soon she scales progress new
Taking from my verse a cue
May all eclats be hers
Besides this my verse
I wish...

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Sword salute sword to make
A click: blood flows across
A forest of many long battles –

Must war speak the words of my lioness?
The forest of many long battles:
For the forest must die for the tree!

She thought a lioness a maid –
But never be misled she was...

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