Dr PJ Raj Kamal Poems

I wish I were young to go back
To the country side, slack off under the shady jack
Row along with the leaves in a cool breeze
Then to plunge in a pool of deep silence
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There was a guy with a good hand writing
Soon he lost it and felt it a bad thing
So practice he took
In the four line book
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Dear acha amma
Your achu kichu
is sitting upright
right...
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Our Kelly has a pot belly
What others call a beer belly
It goes before him
But not to a gym
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A bunny and it's mother hare
Came out of their burrow unaware
That the grass was cut
For the new pizza hut
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Kelly has got a pot belly
What others call a beer belly
It goes before him
But never to a gym
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Oh! they are so much important organs
Eyes, ears so on in pairs God hath given
Look, kidneys too a pair
Still, one heart not unfair
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There once was a meteorologist gent
People quizzed wherever he went
Hey, will it rain today?
He'd say right away
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