I Am Cool
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Wine that he drinks,
Keeping head high,
Drinking and drinking,
The hue and color
Prostrating, bowing,
Serving to human kind,
He drinks the beauty ofnature,
Through his eyes,
Fragrance;
Ah! Heaven’s fragrance,
His words that contain,
Someone asked,
Whether he is fool or cool,
I am cool, caged with natures rule
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