I like to,
wear your outfits
behind your back.
I like to,
Quarrel with you
rather than
playing with you.
I like to,
Snatch the big piece
Of food
From your hand.
I like to,
Bet with you.
I like to,
Gossip with you.
I like to,
Make fun of you.
I like to,
Say I'm taller
Than you.
I know you are
my Elder sis,
But i would never
call you that.
Don't forget that
I'm born to hate you.
And i would hate
You forever...
But its different
From other hates.
But i hate it
When others hate you.
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I am dedicating this poem to
My one and only
NakshatraDiya
HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY DEAR SWEET THACHU.....
😘😘❤😘😘
😁😝😁
Hope you'll like it.
Sorry for the late bday wish though..
😂
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