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She was raged and in full ire When subjected to jokes and satire We had taken her as silly object Always waited for her seriously to react Always she used to take it with cool temper I never recollect or remember That she was angry or headstrong I believed her sensible that could go never wrong Day may not be good for that day We all were routinely making her fall prey She took it person in stride The conflict got little wide It was against her nature Yet she failed to stand correct for sure She lost temper easily We felt so sorry really Any person may react if that is always We were taking her in easy way Any way we learnt a lesson from this episode That jokes must have limits and should not be highly ridden I sensed no trouble As she was blend from fine people Always cordial and smiling That she may sometimes offer it willingly Loves the jokes if that proves healthy Person should not be made touchy That evokes mixed feeling sometimes It turns from good to bad anytime I laughed in private but continued to hunt What was the reason that made her to be burnt? It was nothing but self pride that was hurt Any person may love to be very much of the part

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