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Nippy Evenings !!

The Sun hid his visage behind the grey nimbus.

Trees rustled for the wind’s tantrum.

Dampness filled all over the place, making the laundry undry.

Unusual silence instilled the barn; one could only hear the frogs’ croaking.

The cattle lay silently chewing their cud, wondering if their master would come,

As he never missed a day fondling them, what was keeping him away today?

Perhaps he resorted to a new company, they pondered.

For the master laid in his bed cocooned with his blanket.

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