Three Hard Weeks - Poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay
After first week runs out the thin pay
With price soaring high needs growing by day
The hard three weeks hardly pass by
Bad times stay longer don’t ask the reason why!
If only the month were cutely weekly sleek
Thin as the monthly pay spread for one week
Men would have worn happily beaming face
And not waste hours on a frantic goose chase!
A month is not richer with more days pushed in
Three weeks of workload less peace more din
One week is quite fine a month of seven day
So it stay long enough make do with thinnest pay!
The purse makes a clamor drained of all strength
A month be made a week reduce the long length
Prune three hard weeks leaving a week to stay
To make men stay happy make do with thinnest pay!
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