The Story Of The Smashed Eggs

Tilting was the pompous wind,
Wandering in pride,harming all hind.
She arrived under his regalia's-
Even the Wind's clothings brought her nigh.
She said she'll give me heaven and earth;
Even she did price life and death:
'Your heart will be my castle;
Even it'll be to me a sea of turtles'.
And i gave in to her:
Though was afraid of scars.
And after putting all eyes on the train,
She did indisguise hatred on me rain.
Though other ladies had bade me to dwell in their thickets:
But foolishly i placed all my eggs in a basket.

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When you put your eggs in a basket.