Rumour
P. K. Mandal
I am a rumour
I have no humour
With my chic glamour
Reveal my figure.
I am a rumour
I have no pressure.
With false exposure
Create mixed clamour.
I am a rumour
I have no flavour
My taste runs up more
When I get valour.
I am a rumour
I have no favour.
Proper or improper
Whatever, I don't care.
(23/4/2020)
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