Miss World

by

Murli Menon

Miss World,
No indoor rose Will ever be kissed By the first morning dew. Then how Can the most Gorgeous of beauties Exhibit their true beauty, And real personalities, When imprisoned behind the gates of the Windsor Manor. The real Miss World Lives happily in her paradise; As true beauty knows no bondage, Freedom knows no cage, And true beauty speaks no language, Except the language of freedom. And the real `Miss World' is judged by the sun, the moon and the stars.

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