On return from his primary class
Sunny, the little kid asked -
I am a little curious, father
Where do I really come from?
The father always had in mind
One day he will have to answer
This query to his inquisitive son
So he took pains to explain...
Facts about the role of parents
In the process of making babies.
Now finding son utterly confused
It was father's turn to inquire -
Sunny, you appear to me so puzzled
Have not you this understand?
Sunny spoke his perplexed mind
Father, what you say is strange
For my closest friend told me
That he comes from Hyderabad.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a good funny poem, enjoyed.