Preserve Fun Poem by Gajanan Mishra
Gajanan Mishra
Preserve Fun
Preserve your fun,
O, you are the sun.
You are my friend,
Love me, you are trained.
You are not lesser than the world,
O my father, O my mother,
Again and again said the son.
Come on with all truth,
You have stored all knowledge,
Sons and daughters in the same college.
Have some new idea, my dear, and
Save the world that is in trouble here.
I love you, my dear, but not
as much as you love me.
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