Who needs a sun
When you have
A bottle as a consort
It is night when she empties
And day when she greets
With luscious lips
And a full body
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An attempt to capture the essence of my thoughts and put them in bearable prose, or worse (as the unimaginative pun indicates). Not too different from my scribbles on paper, only a lot more legible.
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- Parth
- Father. Writer. Quizzer. Movie geek. Software guy. Music lover. Cricket follower. Dessert consumer.... You get the drift. The whole is the sum of all Parths. Author of 'r2i dreams'. Join the conversation at https://www.facebook.com/r2idreams
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Very Devdas :)
Aah well, the resident king of alcoholics :)
Who needs ANYTHING?!
@Mystic: So many enhacements to my hypothesis :)
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