The
strays
They
don't go away
On
the streets
On
the back lanes
They
do business
In
the garden and porch
The
strays just climb in
Putting
its marks
The
strays know
The
wrong place
They
will run
Like
the thieves..
The
marks
The
strays do
The
marks of Zorro
It
disappears quickly
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