The land is in Asia <br />It is called India <br />There than in the Sahel <br />It is windier. <br /> <br />Tell me of India <br />And of Gandhi's sari <br />Traditional simplicity <br />Like the safari. <br /> <br />I like India <br />Land of the pretty maid <br />World contests won <br />Without aid. <br /> <br />I will go to India <br />One fine day <br />When I make up my mind <br />None will stand in my way.<br /><br />samuel nze<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/india-3/
