"I wrote this poem for the much exciting and adventurous event held at Christ"
"BLOSSOMS 09 "
Topic:-
Water shortage in year 2025............
The poem is probably going to be a lullaby recited by a mother to her baby who has never seen "water"
Like stars, in the sky, glow and vanish,
water was there, deep and lavish.
A drop in need, felt like an ocean,
For scienties and divers, twas work and passion.
For babies to play, for younger to swim,
used, we water, for summers, to trim.
Think all once, think all twice,
where is the stock, with not even a slice.
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