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AN OWL'S LUNCH


                                               In The Nights, When  Stars Do Gleam,
                                                  An Owl Hunts For A Tasty Cheer
                                             Whith Big Round Eyes And A Curious Sight

                                                 It's Time For The Owl's Tasty Night


                                                "mouse Or Rat, What's On My Plate?

                                                Or A Slimy Frog, Would That Great?
                                                Perhaps A Worm, Or A Crunchy Nut
                                                 In My Owl Belly, I'll Gobble It Up"


                                             It Laughs And Chuckles With A Funny Twist

                                           As It Swoops And Dives With A Comical Wrist
                                             It's Lunch Could Be Tiny Or Maybe A Twist
                                         But It's Always Amusing In The Moonlight's Midst!

                                                                                                BY
                                                                                                 L. ADITI
                                                                                                                                                  8-D




                                                        THE DOCTOR
                                                     My first cry is because of you,
                                                      Without you nothing is new,
                                                You are the person who saves our lives,
                                                    Without you I can't see my hive.
                                                       You are so special for me,

                                                    As you make me a living being,
                                                      You are the man of perfect,
                                                    Who saves the life of imperfect.
                                              You are the one who makes me see the world,
                                                      Without you I can't get old,
                                                     You are almost equal to God,
                                           I am always grateful to you until I say no words…

                                                                                                 BY,
                                                                                             NIDHI JAIN
                                                                                                 8 – D
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