No stream can flow so smooth,
No blow of wind so fast, swiftness she has,
This girl whom I met in class.
So bustling is her looks,
The eyes have a twinkle and they gaze so sharp, unswerving she is,
This girl whom I met in class.
So shrill it sounds her tone,
The pitch has all the command, stern she is,
This girl whom I met in class.
Perfection shall fall small a word
For her work so spick and span, so amazing she is
This girl whom I met in class.
As fast as a cheetah
As elegant & confident as a tiger is
This girl whom I met in class.
We learnt each other
As days passed further,
All smiles, clear thoughts,
A star like twinkles she,
I find her warm & calm
When I share my thoughts and she holds my palm.
She has indeed become, one
Pal in any need or none,
This girl whom I met in class.
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