The market is
Such a mesmerizing place.
The only hullabaloo
I would love to be a part of.
Hawkers, vendors, wholesalers
Selling such variety
It is enthralling.
Like any other normal girl
I love shopping, Krishna.
Hopping from shop to shop
Looking for the best sarees
Green, blue, gold, pink
All in different shades,
Hues and gradients.
Sarees are the best
They make you look slim
And conceal that belly fat
They flow all the way from your shoulder
To navel
And then right to your toes.
I love them so much,
I cannot ever decide which ones to buy.
Maybe someday,
You could take me Saree shopping, Krishna.
So what if I'm not
Draupadi.
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