Pradip Chattopadhyay (28.01.1961 / Kolkata)
Trap the Mouse
Put the bait, lure the mouse
Trap it in the wooden cage-house
It has gnawed enough, nibbled much
The trapdoor shuts at the softest touch.
Have no pity, show no kindness
Be merciless on this gutter's race
Hunt it out from the darkest nook
Don't be swayed by its humble look.
If your heart makes a noise
Listen to your head, you've no choice
Once it's in, drown it deep
Without remorse, for a good sleep!
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