Sunday, February 16, 2020

Arranged marriage



They came,
And drank a cup of tea
With sugar coated snacks.
And after serious talks, 
They left with a smile;
And if the phone bells, 
Wedding bell is knocked.
And if phone never bells, 
New snacks are purchased. 

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