Happy Birthday, Dear Seema K.
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Every year is never one tear anymore
that old devil has gone to other sites
to have his poorest and sour harvest bites
he can never bully you anymore
when you left the site, who's turn was it then?
I do not remember when
but he was chasing me, instead
since I did not break our friendship as he said
what the hell does he think he is
he is sowing enemyship, that's why God gives him no bliss
since you fled to the flourishing life you now lead
he, the hysterical man had no grip on me, his insane head
was broken, not his heart, as a token of his being terribly mad
you have your utmost glee eversince, dear Seema
I have mine too, I never left, not one minute
I am not afraid, not one minute, dear Seema, that's it!
Happy BirthDay together with Indonesia, and Many Happy Returns
Of The Day: the 17th August 2018
P.S. I do not know whether the mad man, your bullier, is still alive or not, if you wish to know, please ask the Lord. Perhaps for this poor person got a silent burial, that's all I know, that's all.
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