HOLIDAY HUGS ARE BAD FOR BUGS

HOLIDAY HUGS ARE BAD FOR BUGS
Hello! My pals, we're got to go.
Like a cascade from a hill to flow.
Harder, tougher, bigger trigger, so ?
Foreheads full of letters that glow.
We made the start to leave the cart ?
There readily found a mystic pot.
Are we the ones who's gone hidden ?
All our minds running forbidden.
A bound of pages threaded tight,
Some were torn and made a kite.
The new-came's going to prove his best,
On a single score in many a test.
It's up to you, do all decide.
At the same spot do we all reside ?
Pay your work, work more hard.
Then open the deck, it's that your card.
Many an event has got them queued.
Winning marks not an end, you're viewed.
A Struggle right now you're in,
They lifted you so far to win.
Your silence kills all the din,
These all happens in a tiny tin.....

A poem for our start up...Happy New Year, 2012...!!!!!

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