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Dear Ants of New Delhi

Kasmere Gate Metro Station While you were out in 405, enjoying the orange bar at Red Fort I went and got sick myself, A sneeze appeared near the blue line As I entered the metro Your great-great grandmother had lived Behind the back of that track. Somehow, without me even turning on the tap, A basin mysteriously appeared. A strange sneeze and cough, Appeared at the speed of autorickshaw. I don’t think we will ever discover Exactly how the supply of chocolate Managed to cut down in the kitchen (especially when you were not home) or how bro just went and mistook the faint heat of March for a fever. I can tell you I was scared when, As if by magic, A series of clangs and crowds Appeared on the balcony. Then on roads I was being good (honest) but I think the city is haunted so, knowing you’re going to have a fit, I am going to be in house for a bit. Heavily Inspired from Dear Mum by Brian Patten.