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POEM

Problem












Problem

From the bottom of my heart

I want to sort

The problem I ought

not to have got

Problem draught

or problem nought

Is the count

I have sought



As a willing shelter

when did the heart grow fonder

To this problem monster

that speaks total disaster



I steel myself better

to combat this nagging matter

And am sure to emerge the winner

sooner than later!




By: Padma

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