Happy Family
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Happy family
I shall die hungry
But not feel angry
At your proposal
To be one and simple
I may be your choice
But I can't promise
On future plan
As I want it no more
I am aware
And fear
About treachery
And deceptive theory
No one argues
But everybody believes
In giving and taking
But here it is all faking
I shall marry
When you are prepared to carry
Simple burden to marry
And call it as happy family
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