Burgers from India
as i grew up i asked my mom
why cant people get along
my friend ted said grass was red
but dont you mean the colour green
the rest will be released upon copyrigt varivication..........
Burgers from India
as i grew up i asked my mom
why cant people get along
my friend ted said grass was red
but dont you mean the colour green
the rest will be released upon copyrigt varivication..........
Poetry is what gets lost in translation.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
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