I''ve written a poem for you: Twinkle twinkle little star, you should know what you are, and once you know what you are, Mental hospital is not so far.
Dead Bird: A Sardar and a Paki were walking outside when the Paki said, "Oh look at the dead bird."
The Sardar looked skyward and said, "Where, where?"
The breeze has awakened the earth, and sun has coloured our world. The birds have added melody to the morning & I hope I am not late to wish you Gud Morning
