An ode for my maid.
One fine day morn
It was not yet dawn
In came the milkmaid
Had a thought she said.
Trade your car and
Trade your land
‘What!?’ I asked the milkmaid
‘Wait’, was all she said.
Lost I was, my brain cells fought
What was that she thought?
Buy a farm, said the mailmaid
‘A puzzle it is’, I said.
Get many of ‘em – cow
And that is how
Said the milkmaid
We get ourselves paid.
I did ask her why
She blushed, ‘coz she was shy
‘I love you’, said the milkmaid
‘Me too’, was all I said.
Lets do it over
For love has got its power
Uttered she, the milkmaid
I said, ‘you’re no milkmaid, my maid’.
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