Hope I'm still welcome! c s shah
One Poem:
The Tangle
A lane had a by-lane,
the by-lane had a by-lane,
the second by-lane had one more by-lane;
there were 175 such lanes,
I need not count them all.
The point is:
There are only four directions.
The by-lanes crossed
and criss-crossed forming a network
in which I was trapped.
“But why did you enter in the first place,”
the spider-man was exasperated.
“No, my friend,
I was standing in open
before the main lane decided
to have an appendage.”
(Since then spider-man is busy
in rescuing entangled victims.)
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c s shah
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