Sunday, June 3, 2012

Poem 193 - Biscuit Please!

When I am Hungry and I can't find any food
And my tummy makes noises that sound very rude
To ask for a biscuit I run to my mother
When she shakes her head I say ",Oh! Bother"

After begging and begging I get the biscuit tin in the end
And every single biscuit turns out to be my friend
I felt hungry, even after emptying the biscuit tin
And when I ask my mother for food, she gave me a grin
~Gaurang Rao

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