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| The Story Of A Coconut Tree |
In a great garden I was born Cared and petted every morn Then purchased on one sudden dawn And taken to a small farm There I was all the more petted and pampered By a particular form. I grew to the admiration of all But there was a sudden fall Seriously ill Treated with pill Not cured still. Death approached and my life was about to depart There came a cheering heart Who stopped death from my roots And gave a tap to start on shoots To give fruits. So, was I reborn On another fine morn Regained a New Life To serve like a good wife To the heart that saved my life!
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