Sarva's Portal
Saturday, 8 December 2018
The Street Vendor Lost:
Shouting and barefooted, entered a vendor.
Bargaining her way in, she battles the seller.
Proud of the deal, my Mom mutters:
Where do these vendors all vanish?
Is she preparing a list to hit the
Big Bazaar?
Saravanan
Poetic Style: Limerick
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