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Bubbles

Bubbles, Bubbles what a fun!
Shining and glistening in the sun.
Soapy bubbles floating in the air
I can see them even standing or
Sitting in a chair.
They are to me like silver and gold
They are evergreen favourites of
Me and never become old
From making bubbles my mother
Father andeven sister stop me.
But I donít stop making bubbles
Because they fill me with glee.
I stick and see bubbles as if stuck with a glue.
But nowdays I donít make them as I fear of
Getting a flu.

Nidhi Iyer
II C
Bhavanís B.P. Vidya Mandir
Civil Lines
Nagpur

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