The year two thousand seven silently crawls to the eighth
And the same old hilarious calendar comes with a sarcastic smile in a different color.
It seems the numerals are bigger than earlier like our weeping debts.
They just show us the puffy holidays in red letters
But nothing can be done without the tricky colorful notes.
* Who invented the money?
To Captain Patrick.Condron who always query me regarding this matter while sailing on rough seas.
nimal dunuhinga
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