Monday, October 26, 2009

Frog Tales: On poetry Blog

Frogs on my roof
Make too much noise
They croak constantly and are never quiet
Anti feminist theories down their throats
Makes all their songs coarse

These frogs on my roof
Do not believe in monsoon
For them clouds never disappear
The world is a gigantic pot of beer

Google tells me
“Centuries have passed by
Many a Single mothers have tried
They are stuck upside down
Legend has it, they will never drown”

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