Monk E. Biz

(Timeless / Right Now, Right Here)

An English Course in India!


Try as I may
Try as I might
My language
is just NOT
Erudite!

Perhaps there is hope
In India for me
maybe in Varanasi?

I admit I'm bad, maybe
Ahmedabad?

Kolkata, Mumbai, Bangalore?
All of their English I adore!

I'm in need of some re-educatin'
I'd go there just for vocab class takin'

'Hi, my name is Bob,
I hail from The Punjab'
My effulgent life of mirthfulness
leaves me with nothing less
than pure Yogic blissfulness'

'Profaned voracity, with churlish expression? '

When they write it leaves great impression!

I just use my small box of words
certainly to my own folly
perhaps they'd help me in
Tiruchirappalli?

Submitted: Sunday, July 06, 2014

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  • Ed Nigma (7/6/2014 7:12:00 PM)

    You have Dr Suess locked in your basement penning rhymes for you now? All joking aside a funny thought, neat theme. (Report) Reply

  • S.zaynub Kamoonpuri (7/6/2014 3:50:00 PM)

    Fabulous rhymin and i enjoyd it more coz im indian too. Wow how u say yogic blisfulness, great.
    Nice to read u again. (Report) Reply

  • Robert Melliard (7/6/2014 2:49:00 PM)

    Great fun. I wouldn't mind being a teacher of English in an Indian summer course, except that it would probably be too hot for me. You don't seem to be in much need of such a course yourself.
    Best wishes,
    Robert. (Report) Reply

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