When I wake up each day
In the inceptually intact walls
Of Shangrila Cha Palace
The gardens with their wild ponds
And wild lakes and wild winds
Beckon me with all their
Myriad magical creatures....
Not a scratch can come upon
This beautiful monument
Shangrila Cha Palace
And not an entity of it
Can be broken and its
Creautures... crocodiles here,
Lions and tigers there
Basking playing with me
All the heavenly waterly beings
And me and the birds!
What can I really say of them!
They enthrall me with their
Twitter and twatter
And how the dragonflies
And mongoose totter!
It's a wonder where heaven us
But Shangrila... oh Shangrila Cha Palace
Is Paradise itself with all
Its gardens and all its magical carpeted floors
Never changing where I come
And go and where I reside
Beautifully nestled adorned
Working tirelessly from dusk to dawn
And here is where I was born...
Its maati is effervescent,
Its colour is refulgent...
And the mares all here
Are mine with all its animals...
All of them mine...
Multicoloured jewels adorn
And multicouloured pages also adorn
My Palace and this is where
I live in immortal eternity!
Shangrila Cha Palace Mine
With its gardens
Is Mine eternally
In this immortal
Paradisic Life!
Victory is mine!
Love is mine!
Life is mine!
All goodness is mine!
Goodest Gardens in Shangrila Cha Palace...
I love thee eternally!
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