Curry leaves green and aromatic
Grow in rows systematic
Reach up the heights
The plant is slender and light
Abound in my garden at the back
Th vendor comes with a sack
Plucks the leaves so fast
Not a single leaf is lost
Stuffs the sack to te full
The filled ones look like a bull
Bulging on all sides unviably
Lifts each one with ease
The weights strike a tease
One enormous sack weighs very less
Perhaps a few kilos in test
Pays a paltry sum in the end
Lifts the curry leaves with a bend
Walks with a real freight
A good bargain all straight.
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