Your mother is the Queen to reign in your home,
Not born though was she in your home.
With her blood drawn from her parental home,
She breathes your air, prides with a parental air.
That impeded not her taking you under her wings.
A woman of virtue is worth ruling her children’s home.
So is Sonia Gandhi, worth ruling her children’s country.
28.12.2000, Pmdi
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