I sometimes slip while walking,
there comes the puddle;
mesmerises my eyes,the flower of beautiful pink.
The mudpool is a disaster,
Making the environment and people feel ill,
Now I know,that the pink holds an absurd kink.Try visiting the Andaman,
Rocky island yet full of fresh and porous gas,
Strange;ignored by everyone left imprints of flattened green.
The rocks of island are the best type of people pleaser,no irritation to anyone,
The stamped green on stones is really for a win!How stereotypical is He!
How a beautiful pink can be loved,when it's surrounded by brown-black disaster!
And how the innocent green gets ignored,letting the rocky islands become a point of attraction,when the flattened being is the real victor!
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