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Being so much pretty,
But not having got her due,
Which is the biggest pity,
Tell me, isn’t you?!
If irreproachable beauties
Are said to be few,
The primest and the cutest,
Tell me, isn’t you?!
When my curious eyes
Have caught a fantastic view,
Its most important spice,
Tell me, isn’t you?!
If my heart has an incision
And is turning into stew,
The only helpful surgeon,
Tell me, isn’t you?!
I feel my wounded heart
Has started living anew,
The reason of this start,
Tell me, isn’t you?!
If you seek to be bright;
I will give you a cue,
In groom the ray of light,
Tell me, isn’t you?!
14 June 2003.