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Game Of Stones
 
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Somewhere into the mountains we used to go

Thrilled by the life wonders and stones to throw

Birds in lofty nests, were never feeling in peace

Kids like us, were back then called'' the flying Eblis''

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Once settled in the mountains' best warm resort

We would gather Menhir-like stones, or of the sort

Erect them deep into earth, and line them in one row

The stone called Bride is the header, and let's go !!!

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By turns, we would hit the stones till all are down

While the poor bride is always down at first round

Being in the vanguard, it endures all the blows

And when there's a winner, listen to what follows :

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The winner could ride the loser along the zone,

A shuttling ride until the loser is utterly done.

Game of stones was such a childhood fun.

A natural play not just game of thrown stones.


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