We worked in a line, for our books to shine Because a stitch in time saves nine When my books feel fine, I'm on cloud nine Because a stitch in time saves nine I see in them plants, trees and pine I'm through them, they're all mine Because a stitch in time saves nine I find them sweet as cane and sour as lime When I see them, my heart chimes Because a stitch in time saves nine.
Haahhahaah pata hai mai nay ye poem kab ki editor ko bhej dee thee laiken abhee post huii hai.
anyways listen everybody this is the poem made by homeschoolers and ayesha we helped almas aunty make this poem.
Oh, Hafsa! You copied Almas Aunty's Poem. She wrote it. Remember you told me that you would copy the poem from the website. finally tum ney copy kar lia website say!!You shud have given the credits to Almas Aunty . Because you didnt write it yourself.!!;)