by Durlabh Singh Jaggu was a part time labourer and also a part time jack of all trade and which may not be strictly true, as he never learnt a trade in a

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THE MOON.
The moon
Oh catch the moon
Put a noose in its nose
Bring it back to harness
The icy wilderness of the noon
Sprinkle it with flowered dew.
Catch it before it runs
To penumbra of sun hide itself
Oh run and run to recover
From suffocation of grief & bart
Stiffen its dust with tears
Or the ceremonial flood
Of the tidings of [...]

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