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True love sadly is hard to find
Likewise true friendship can’t be bind.
The musing moon of gleaming light
Has darkening earth to make a sight.
These start the tale of jolly friends
Who had hoped blisses would not end.
Whoosee, Whoosay, Whooshare, who’s who?
Whoosee has not a knack to say
‘Cos what he sees he put at bay.
An exception to Whoosay’s act,
Whose tongue has been his famous pact.
Nothing can measure Whooshare’s glee
For what you say and what you see.
Whoosee, Whoosay, Whooshare, who’s who?
When hand has read the lines on palm,
It accepted it as its balm.
Whoosay would narrate Whoosee’s sight
Which would be Whooshare’s public right.
This made the people curious too
As they never know who was who.
Whoosee, Whoosay, Whooshare, who’s who?
Even among the set of teeth,
A tooth can make others draw sheath.
Whoosay exposed Whoosee’s hidden
Which Whooshare did not fail to glean.
That led to murder of their blue
And now the people know who’s who.
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