The man is like the train
At 20 years he is like a local
It stop at every station
At 30 years he is like a special
It stop only at the large town
At 40 yeas he is like a express
It stop at the big cities only
At 50 years he is like an old locomotive
It stop often to water
At 60 years he doesn’t leave anymore
It remains…in the yard
လူထုဦးစိန္၀င္း(လူငယ္ႏွင့္အခ်စ္)စာအုပ္မွ
Sunday, August 26, 2007
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