Baidurya Mukherjee (12/05/1995 / Kolkata)
Day and Night my eyes I strain,
My parents feel you're a pain.
All The Time I squint and cry,
Gazing hard with my bleary eyes.
Mother Yells and father screams,
Everything passes as through a dream!
You Give me a severe headache,
Thanks to you, many medicines I have to take!
You affect my eyes, sight and vision,
You are a culprit, o television!
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