Poetic-Verses
MT. EVREST
When you were young
Your pitch was fine
You stood in the midst of the air
You shook and shone;
You looked so good,
And old Hillary was born
Now, you are old
You look so cold
And no one goes up there
NB: In Honor Of Hillary Clinton.
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MT. EVREST
MT. EVREST