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A Trial.


A flop.


My grand-daughter
made a swift swirl
glided through
with nimble steps
all in a flash.
She called it Ballet.

I tried to do
had a fall
slipped through
with faltering steps
all in a trash.
What shall I call it?ballet.

By meenas17

A lover of classical Carnatic music.
An avid reader, passionate writer, into stocks and investments for livelihood

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