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Helen Kurian,
is her name,

Being a good
friend is always her aim.

She is special
in her every style,

The best thing
she has is her smile.

However I feel
she’s too weird,

I tried my best
to know but now I’m tired.

Beautiful stars
in the sky,

Seeing my Helen
with jealousy they die.

Glowing moon
hides with shame,

It is Helen who
is prity; the moon is not to blame.

When lost and
sad just listen to her voice,

Trust me it is
magic! She can make a dead man rejoice.

Innocent like a
baby, I’m always here to care,

No one will
make you cry, even THE GODS won’t dare.

I guess that’s
why you call me your CARE BEAR!!!

So lovely she
is like a rose,

My best friend!
She is the one I chose.