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Let's Raise a Toast to Ramu

  In a quaint Indian village, sun-kissed and green, Lived a farmer named Ramu, with a humorous sheen. With plough in his hand and a smile on his face, He tackled life's challenges with wit and grace. Dawn to dusk, Ramu toiled the fertile land, With a cow by his side and a spade in his hand. But the mischievous monsoon, oh, what a joke, Played hide and seek, leaving Ramu broke. "Rain, rain, go away," he'd plead with a grin, "Give me a break, let the sun have a spin!" But the raindrops danced and the mud did prance, And Ramu's umbrella did a rain-soaked dance. His cow, dear Ganga, had quite the appetite, Munching on veggies left and right. Ramu sighed, "Ganga, oh queen of the feast, Must you eat my crops like they're a grand feast?" Yet Ramu's laughter echoed through the air, As he chased Ganga, his troubles laid bare. "Here's a cow, they say, that's rather shrewd, Eating my plants like a gourmet food." But life's hu

On Wings to Fly

  In shadows cast, a girl confined, A caged heart, a restless mind, Yearning for a world unknown, Where wings of freedom can be her own. Behind cold bars, she gazes far, A distant moon, a fading star, A captive spirit, strong and brave, Longs for the wind, the open wave. Her dreams take flight on silent wings, A symphony of whispered things, She paints her hopes in vibrant hues, A canvas of skies, forever choose. Through tears that fall like morning dew, She finds the strength to start anew, With every breath, she claims her right, To break the chains, embrace the light. A flame within, a fire untamed, Her spirit rises, unashamed, The cage dissolves, the world expands, In freedom's dance, she takes her stand. No longer forlorn, her heart is free, A song of strength, her melody, From bondage to a boundless sky, She soars, she soars, on wings to fly.

Symphony of Happiness

In fields of gold where sunlight gleams, A world of joy, a land of dreams, Beneath blue skies and gentle breeze, I found a heart at perfect ease. The laughter flows like rivers free, From dancing leaves to deep blue sea, With every smile and twinkling eye, A symphony of happiness, oh so high. Children's laughter, pure and bright, Paints the day with colors of light, Innocence and wonder intertwined, A precious gift, forever bind. Beneath the stars that twinkle above, A universe of boundless love, Embracing moments, sweet and true, My heart's melody, a song for you. So let us dance through life's embrace, With every step, a joyful trace, In happiness, our spirits soar,  A vibrant life forevermore.  

Pack Your Bags

  Here's a simple and catchy song about a road trip for Class 1 kids: (Verse 1) We're going on a road trip, hip-hip-hooray, Pack your bags, let's be on our way, In a van or bus, we'll have so much fun, Driving through the day under the shining sun. (Chorus) On the road, on the road, Travelling far, our excitement grows, Passing by towns, and fields of green, Oh, what a journey, like you've never seen! (Verse 2) Look out the window, what do you spy? Tall mountains, birds flying up high, Crossing bridges, rivers below, On our road trip adventure, let's all go! (Chorus) On the road, on the road, Travelling far, our excitement grows, Passing by towns, and fields of green, Oh, what a journey, like you've never seen! (Bridge) Sing along, and clap your hands, As we explore new lands, With friends by our side, the fun won't end, On this road trip, our memories we'll blend. (Chorus) On the road, on the road, Traveling far, our excitement grows, Passing by tow

The Wishing Tree

Wishings galore everytime I pass by you You are my wishing tree Never ever left free... Birds of heaven flock on your sublime branches Catering to all my sundry hunches Angelic you are...never ever sighing or shying away from the vagaries of life. You are my support, O sun-kissed spirit, You are my soul of optimism. Without you, there is no hope, No desire to hold on to, no success to aspire for... You give me the purpose... to admiringly endure the life Thrust on me! Wishings galore everytime I pass by you You are my wishing tree Never ever left free...

Elections

All hell breaks loose Sermonise the servants— Loosen your belt and relax. Lo and Behold... Let the serpentine mystery unfold Page by page Week by week. A politician's intrigue Is a commoner's mystique— Who makes the government? Master Servants born to rule!

Life's a mystery!

Apples and oranges bags full of surprises Sweet and sour Sour and sweet. Wherefore Look over yonder Life's a chunk of mystery!