Love is sweet like honey in tea
And lots of kisses from my sweepea
And lots of hearty lovely life
As I proclaim I have conquered
I have won, standing atop
Everest, I have arrived,
The Real Tagore,
The real epitome
Of God's Great love.
Credit theft is a crime.
Plagiarists are being
Jailed as jam of
Infinite volumes
Fill my abode
And chocolates
Sing: Sweet is the game.
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