Doing Words Poem by gnrao rao

Doing Words



Cut, cut, cut the vegetables,
I did,
cut, cut, cut,
I had a hair cut.
I am cutting the cucumber,
I am having a cut,
the blood is oozing,
I showed my finger
in the running cold water.
The blood stopped flowing.

I finished the job,
and put it in a vessel.
My wife prepared the curry.

The pungent smell
spread everywhere
and we were all
sneezing.

Put the dishes on the table,
so said my wife.
shut the dishes with the plates,
I did shut them.
I knew now the present
tense, past tense
and past perfect tense
are
cut, cut, cut,
put, put, put
and
shut, shut and shut.

Be careful when you cut
the packet,
Don't put you leg
On somebody's foot,
Don't shut yourself
and be lonely
for
Idle brain is
devil's workshop.

Thursday, September 28, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: language,loneliness,workshop
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