In This Age Votes Poem by Gajanan Mishra

In this age of votes
We the five are living and
Casting votes to one another
Twice daily morning and evening.

My wife is not casting
Infavour of me
And abstained from voting
Without getting a kiss.

My elder son is in need of
Mitsubishi Dot pen and H B pencil
Daily and if I failed to supply
He is not willing to vote.

My younger son is somewhat
Overactive and in a hurry
Casting vote but in favor of
Whom nobody knows.

My mother is about to bat century
And very interested to cast vote
Only against my wife at times
My wife's financial management is weak.

I am the last residue and my wife called me
A man of good for nothing without power of voting
And composing poems twice daily in poem hunter dot com
Morning and evening and posting busy in votes begging .