Poems by my friends!

Here is a poem which @srinikamathur gifted me.
Credits to @srinikamathur:
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I can see a logo maker,
Who can even make an excellent baker,
Her hands poised at the ready,
Her body confident and steady.

Her mouse moves about,
Clack-Click! A logo forms about,
So wonderful, so colourful,
It seems to be so beautiful!

We're talking about Christine Irene,
She's such a wonderful Irene,
She's so smart and pretty,
And wipes away the bad and ugly!

She has so many friends,
And she's a very good friend,
She's kind and loyal,
You might think that she's royal!!
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I really love this poem by @srinikamathur and she is a great and a best friend to me!
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This is a poem @srinikamthur showed me which is actually for @Hurricane_Freya

Freya -- @Hurricane_freya
There's a girl with a computer,
With a brain that can be called super,
Fingers which are very nimble,
And having a voice sweeter than a cymbal.

The girl we're talking about is Freya,
A girl who is very caya,
A girl with a huge heart,
And who is better than a lovely tart.
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Here is another poem which @srinikamathur showed me. This poem is excellent which is made by her.

A House is Not a Home

I feel like a bird trapped in a cage,
At such a young and tender age,
My heart beats strong,
Wishing for a dream along.

I want to be forever free,
I wanna soar high for all the world to see.
I want to fulfill my dreams,
And achieve Nature esteems.

I want to write books,
I don't want looks,
I want to see the world,
I want to see Nature unfurled.

I want a helping hand,
I want a day on the sand,
I wanna explore,
I don't want my house anymore.

I want to go home,
I want to explore places like Rome,
I want to go back home to the heart of Nature,
I want to do it now, now, only now, and not later.

To go back home, I need one thing,
It's very important and big,
It's one word, just one word,
And it's desired by every bird.

It's called....FREEDOM.
I want FREEDOM,
FREEDOM, FREEDOM,
That's all I want -- Freedom!

I want to go out,
I want to roam about,
I want to go afoot,
I want to feel grass barefoot.

I want to be in the forest,
I will never ever rest,
Till I get my wish,
I will only then feel tish!
Tish = Joy