I have a full suitcase
and a breakfast with no toast
there is still no place
for what I want the most.
I'd put it all in my trolley
if it didn't weigh so much
the memories, photos, the idlis
even Giri's grey crutch.
When will we meet next
Or share a glass of beer
Will you call or will you text
I want to rhyme "beer" with "near" and "dear"
I won't say bye
Coz that just sucks
I will instead just sigh
And miss the bubble top trucks
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