Losing Inside Out...
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Kesav Venkat Easwaran
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He wandered in vain in the richest woods
In search of a magic herb;
For the village apothecary too
Couldn’t offer him much help...
He met those thugs in the market place,
The traders in real time wigs;
Unable to counter their cunning wits
He escaped with minor hits...
Walking tired along the sea side gorge
Caught his attention a call;
‘Get in here right now for better looks
And exchange your heads for naught’
The loss was too bad; he immensely sad
And irresistibly mad,
Went inside; the loggerhead turtles
Waiting there promptly had his scalp...
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