Supriya Prathapan

Rookie - 246 Points (New Delhi)

Human-Fox! (A Poem For Children) - Poem by Supriya Prathapan

It was a bright sunny day,
After all it was the month of May.
My friend and I stopped by a mill,
Everything out there was so still.

The mill was near the seashore,
We both wanted to stay there for sure.
We had stolen money from Mr. Smith’s chest,
And seeing this abandoned place, we decided to rest.

Mr. Smith’s house was beside a huge rock,
So we fancied that no one had noticed us when we broke the lock.
However, a concerned neighbour had come enquiring,
While we were busy counting.

To prevent him from revealing that we had a role,
We gagged him and tied him up, against a pole.
We crammed all the money in a box made of wood,
And ran as fast as we could.

The abandoned mill, seemed just right,
For it was surrounded by trees and plants which didn’t allow much light.
I asked my friend to take out the wooden box,
But suddenly I realized that my darling friend was actually a human-fox.

He took out a knife,
And I submitted, in order to avoid a strife.
He ran away with all the money,
And I stood there like a loony.

The human-fox turned back and gave me a nasty glare,
And I realized that true friends, are but rare.


Comments about Human-Fox! (A Poem For Children) by Supriya Prathapan

  • Rookie - 3 Points Dr Hitesh Sheth (4/7/2009 6:35:00 AM)

    And I realized that true friends, are but rare................the great message revealed.......Good Write......... (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 1 Points Sandra Martyres (3/23/2009 6:52:00 AM)

    A very imaginative and amusing poem..10 (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Shyam Balaji (3/10/2009 1:42:00 AM)

    hey supriya! ! ! >..
    lovely write! ! ! ...superb imaginations....'ll soon be in some lower class texts! ! ! ! ...nd children like me wud love it a lot: -): -) .....haha..keep going! ! ....tc.

    pls read ma poems nd comment on them wen ur free..bye, (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, February 8, 2009

Poem Edited: Monday, December 19, 2011


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