One’s Joy Is Not As You Suppose
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Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The Pilot loathes flying
And the chauffeur, driving.
Anything as occupation
Loses its thrill.
No desire exists
Where it is a routine.
28.04.2001, Pmdi
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