A lolly walk and our slippers
I never like to have a new slipper from you
And never like to go to a rain
And neverwish to bring a bottle of beer
and not make up night to fall on us
the sobriety of our youth never want to shed down
Now I wish to wear my own slipper
I like to go out in my own slippers in this moon
And wish to pick flowers in our gardens....
poem by Thampi KEE
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