Saar Poems - Poems about Saar

...I shall never wear a tam-o-shanter in Scotland, Yet I am satisfied for this is all right with me. I shall never play my tambourine to a crowd of ten thousand, Yet I am happy for this is all right ......

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...Who, or what, do you think you are? A Bollywood star A Turkish bazaar An iron crowbar A permanent scar A late-model NASCAR An all-night Delhi darbar ......

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...The cigar box reposed upon the closet shelf for nigh on fifty years. Oft his family wondered what it held. Perhaps some treasured souvenirs? The old man, a veteran, had fought in the European Thea......

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