Petition To Botanic Court
She sat watching scratching the tummy
dancing at the breeze that came by
shaking by the wind of the rare serene
an open mouth to dish the arty fly
Dozing she faced the utmost zeal
under a flowering rose on heat
with the swarm under full command
came singing engiliangilia the bird
As she coiled to eat aromatic honey
at least from the golden nectar sackers
the tune grew pleasant and melodious
as broke the nearby pods from Nandi flame
Nature entangled the domestic squabbles
flowers the honey and entailed tunes
no more banging of drunker-ed pebbles
the nature a creature major chains
Sung the song of the doves and thought
By weaver-bird melody she resolved
she skated by siisii tunes to smile
that pulled the great domestic Nile
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