An English Poem.
Dancers dancing on the sapphire Floor,
Dance to the heavenly music of the winds. .
Torn and tossed ,they gather and get shattered.
When they turn grey in their high abode,
They pour and pour down below
Giving themselves back to Nature again.
Posted at 4:33 PM | Category: English Joke |
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