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Not A Limerick
You judge me,
Thinking I’m naive,
Oh boy,
You don’t know me yet,
You’re not that brave.
You know I rhyme,
Put it all out in words,
Weak you said I am,
Oh boy,
Not even a dime.
How I wish you could listen,
Only if I could say,
Hoping the time would go slow,
In the dreamy Bombay.
