Poem Fruits by Sumit Deshpande
Verse (1)- Fruits are my best food ,
I always think that they are very good,
Fruits come from trees,
And take in breeze .
Verse(2) Fruits are fresh,
And given breath,
When they grow big,
They become fat as a pig.
Verse(3) Some are bouncy,
And others like nancy,
Some have leaves,
And others are in greeze.
Verse(4) Some are like socks,
And others are in blocks,
Some have tears,
Others drink beers.
Verse(5) They are in basket,
All full of rockets,
Some have thorns,
And others have gowns.
The End
Saturday, October 30, 2010
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