Oh, Alif Laila, stories of old,
Your tales and legends, so manifold,
From genies and fairies, to heroes so bold,
Your stories, forever, will be told.
From Scheherazade's tales of Arabian nights,
To Sinbad's voyages, under starry sights,
From Aladdin's lamp, that gave such delights,
To Ali Baba's caverns, hidden from sight.
Oh, Alif Laila, your tales are so grand,
Transporting us to a magical land,
Where anything is possible, at a wave of a hand,
And heroes and princesses, forever stand.
Your stories, like a treasure trove,
Have captured our imaginations, with love,
And though time may pass, and we grow old,
Your tales, forever, will be retold
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