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Happy Birthday, Sister

Once a year we celebrate

with stupid hats and plastic plates

the fact that you we

If I Were Her Lover
I

If I were her lover,
I'd wade through the clover
Over the fields before
The gat

Nothing Like A Fifth Grade Crush

There's nothing like a fifth-grade crush.

When you see that girl it's such a rush.

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HAR CHAHAT SE IZHAR HAI MERA

Hum sare waadon ko nibhayenge

Zindagi ko safal banayenge

Tum jo sang bane raho

How and When

We are often greatly bothered

By two fussy little men,

Who sometimes block our pa

All About Girls

Girls!

They protect you!

Mind you, correct you!

In ways you never thought

Sadakin bhi suni si lagti hain

Lagta hai us se mohabbat hone lagi hai 

Uski yaado mein ratein guzaar deta hoon 

dharam apne bhasha ki izat karte hai

अपने धर्म, देश, भाषा की, जो इज़्ज़त करत

Forgive Me, My Friend

Forgive me, my friend,

If I ever ask about it,

The long-distance and parting,

I'll Be There

I'll be there for you no matter what.

I'll hold your hand when you're crying from that ba

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