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It was a day
My brother was lost
when we were seeking for a way
the outside was frost
I suppose the dining room
where my brother loves to eat
mom took a broom
to give him a beat
It was the tastiest pudding
mom made for her birthday
my brother was eating her pudding
which was made for a special day
mom got angry
and my brother was sad
mom realized his hungry
and forgave her lad
By
Shaira Iqbal.............:)
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