River is life line
And considered as divine
Many cities have come up on banks
And many have sunk also
It is civilization
That links he relation
Sings purely in praise
With water's chase
It flows with pride
To decide
Course
And never to come back of course
Such is called water flow
That allows
The prosperity to grow
And peace to show
We throw dirt
Wash the cloths or shirts
Make it impure
For spoiling the future
hasmukh amathalal
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