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Tuesday, January 25, 2011

Wondrous world

5 comments:
 

Wondrous world

I wonder why the grass is green
And why the wind is never seen?
Who taught the birds to built a nest
And told the trees to take a rest?
O, when the moon is not quite round
Where can the missing bit be found?
Who lights the stars, when they blow out
And makes the lighting flash about?
Who paints the rainbow in the sky
And hangs the fluffy clouds so high?
Why is it now, do you suppose
That dad won't tell me if he knows?


Prashant Kushwaha, VII B
Renukoot: Hindalco Vidya Niketan, UP

5 comments:

Weeboon said...

actually all can be explained by science XD

L-Destiny said...

zzz...

Ahboon said...

lol..btw..
what the last two rows mean?
the author?

looks like some indian xD

Aby said...

the author...yea it is indian haha...
walao,dun always science lar ,science very boring liao...we need imagination....
i think this is somekind of old poem

small-ugly said...

Cow said: I eat green grass why my meat and blood is red?

 
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