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Breakfast (Free verse) by Dhanesh M Kumar

Hip hip … hip….hurai, Hip hip … hip….hurai Powell, Rice and their company sings the song with seamless joy; Throwing apart the countless skulls of 2 years to 80 years , They are rejoiced by the smell of oil. Miles afar their boss is busy , Eating the breakfast of many Other’s bone..

ALChemy 9-Mar-06/7:44 AM
I'll be honest, I don't hold the view that I put forward, just bits of it, but I did it to show you that you usually shouldn't use irony here unless you make it obvious because most people won't notice it and then when you say "just kidding" they'll think you're just copping out. Besides you tend to label yourself as a lier when you do that. I mean would you believe even half of the things Dark Angel tells you?

I just think you're too damn smart to have to resort to trickery to teach someone something.




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