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Poe'ten'ry [poems of ten lines] A bullet is as solid as a rock,
To move ahead it knows,
As that of the cheetah,
No mercy it ever shows!
The bullet is devoid of racism,
It does not care of religious values,
It rather is busy reaching the target,
As that of an arrow on the loose!
The bullet saves some, some are killed,
It works as a karateka, fast and skilled!
