Trot, Trot, Trot. Poem by Gajanan Mishra
Gajanan Mishra
Tikapali, Patnagarh, Balangir, Odisha, India now at Tapobana, Titilagarh, Odisha, India
Tikapali, Patnagarh, Balangir, Odisha, India now at Tapobana, Titilagarh, Odisha, India
Trot, Trot, Trot.
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Trot, trot, trot, hungry fox came trotting,
Seeing the bunch of grapes hanging from a vine,
Greedy fox stretched and stretched and jumped and jumped,
He failed to reach the grapes and declared
The grapes are sour.
Friday, September 5, 2014
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POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
It is not good searching vice for others. A simple story is like this - Once a hungry fox saw a bunch of grapes hanging from a vine.He wanted to have it. And so he jumped and jumped but could not reach the grapes. At last he declared, the grapes are sour, I don't want them. Very fine moral for all. Our own failures means the defects lies on us and not with others.
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Poems By Gajanan Mishra
Gajanan Mishra
Tikapali, Patnagarh, Balangir, Odisha, India now at Tapobana, Titilagarh, Odisha, India
Tikapali, Patnagarh, Balangir, Odisha, India now at Tapobana, Titilagarh, Odisha, India
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