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t is a straight game
nothing in a hide
though he is tame
he takes sides
he plays beautifully
a slip and a fall
could be pretentiously
that be he in a call
a disguise and a pretext
he does so immaculately
none else could be of interest
as he goes on his own discreetly
plans and schemes well ahead
targets with an accuracy
his aim penetrates through
strikes the chord pinpoint
traps the prey without a clue
that be his procedure in the joint.
Meenas Poems 