Once there was a little bird,
who liked to eat curd.
One day she flew and went,
and suddenly she found a tent.
Outside the tent was a bowl of curd,
which gave nice sight to the little bird.
When the hunter looked at the little bird,
the little bird got scared.
Then the bird flew away,
which was far away.
- Nishant Ratha
Nice poem Nishant๐๐
ReplyDeleteFlew to the safest place.๐
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