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His Story - History


Earth was totally different at first,

From what you and I know.

From water to seas, fishes to monkeys,

It had nothing that time, oh.


But one fine day, the rain was out to play,

And seas and lakes developed.

Land grew and grew and till it was brand new,

All these were a long time ago.


Then a creature called fish said hello to the world,

And whales and sharks and starfishes.

And monkeys swung, and birds sung,

And the world heard snake's hisses.


From seas to fishes,

Fishes to starfishes,

Starfishes to naughty monkeys.

Monkeys to birds,

Birds to snakes,

All happened long time ago.


And there came gorillas,

More like monkeys,

But more like humankind.

The apes then jumped,

And discoveries were made,

All happened long time ago.


Civilization began,

Mesopotamians and,

The mighty Egyptians.


And there came the Indo,

And architecture was known,

All happened long time ago.


And there came China,

With a cup full of tea.

The land was Happy and free,

Until all declined, and buried inside,

All happened long time ago.


And now today,

We come from apes,

Who lived long time ago.

And technology has come,

To have some fun,

We were inspired by history, yes, long time ago.

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  1. Super Shriyandhaa. History or hi story is excellent. Keep it up.
    Babu thatha

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    1. Thank you so much thatha 🙂 History actually comes from His Story.

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  2. Any story by you History or His story is always exclusive.your style of writing flow in your thoughts sycronize beautifully and gives pleasure for me while reading. You have given a valuable message about ancient to current world. Super Shriyandhaa keep it up
    From Pushpa patti

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  3. உனக்கு மட்டுà®®் இப்படி எழுதுவதற்கு எவ்வாà®±ு தோன்à®±ுகிறது எனக்கு நினைத்து கூட பாà®°்க்க தோன்றவில்லை போனை கையில் எடுத்து விட்டாலே கற்பனை ஊற்à®±ு சரமாà®°ியாக வந்துவிடுகிறது எல்லாà®®் பெà®°ுà®®ாள் அனுக்கிரகம் நோய் நொடியின்à®±ி வாà®´ வாà®´்த்துகிà®±ேன். அன்புடன். விஜி பாட்டி

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    1. à®®ிகமிக நன்à®±ி பாட்டி!🙂🙂

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