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Rainy season on its way out
The dry spell will no doubt
Put. Paid to any romance
For they can never chanse
To express feelings anywhere
As there is always some one there
Well once again they must find
A place to love and say unwind
Now the two Cs are both over
Con and Con one fess to face
The other Con to sume and mate
The famous Kya still exudes
Delight and would well intrude
To bring that engaging charm
And the nok Jhok to disarm
So that when together though brief
Their eloquence manages to creep
And to our delight they always seem to forget
That They are on the TV sets