Poem By bhoj pal singh

A bract got today at ten
The very opening put inquire
'Could ever any bloke's ken
Untie the bon mot of suit- fire? '

Perplexing is the knot of love
Entangle when and how untie?
Unknown is this nomad's move
Meta is it's eyed spy

A gentle, prudent, wealthy one
Whose fame on lips was far and wide
Had lay comely bonne bun
Wagering all in love he wooed.

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