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THE GOLDEN TRIO

Sep 30, 2022
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By Shweta Somnath Langhe



We became best friends it’s our pleasure, And we are just the crazy creatures,

Our friendship is like a box of treasure, Where happiness and sadness is never measure.

We are like an equilateral triangle,

And as continuous as a circle;

Solving problems of each other,

Just like brother and sister.





We enjoyed two years,

And became best teasers;

We are the lunatic gang,

Hilarious songs we sang.

Almost all lectures were fine,

And breaks were the fun time;

We are naughty but kind,

And we have the master mind.

Sometimes little tears in the eyes,

More often the broad smiles,

In the name of group studies,

Made the unforgettable memories,

I promise we’ll always be the besties, And love you guys.



By Shweta Somnath Langhe




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