Hawk said,"Squirrel,
Be my food.
Save my temper,
Don't be rude.
Watch my movements,
Art of stunt.
Simple tactics,
Though not blunt.
Help His Highness,
Help Him grow.
Help Him keep His
Cosmic vow."
Within a while, there happens a kind of metamorphosis.....or, perhaps, a transaction --- the emotional one....and the history alternates itself....and then,
Hawk said,"Squirrel
Leave my sight!
I am not to
Install fright.
Though my hungry
Instincts cry,
I have baid my
Hungers bye.
Kiss thy fortune,
Ask Her then
Is She the one
Who is to reign?
(BONKUR BLOG'er ekmaas purtir furtite come on FOLLOWERS, Vaagyojononi'ke pronaam kori...Ar jaai koro Maa go, Squirrel kore paathiyo na!)
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