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Ghan and Krishna

A wise man

And his loving wife

Offer shelter and the sweet living treat

Of Nepalese doughnuts, plumbs and curried meat

How many humans left the coloured spiced and sweetened treats

To keep a man living

 

What is wealth

Honour, and something to aspire to but meet

A kind word

And the hospitality life brings?

 

By J.W.H. Hobbs.

 
 
 

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