Feasting Poem by Hafiz Muhammad Qasim

Feasting

Why should I do tiptoeing
When every next does mowing
Is anyone knows about their thirsty crowing
And Zeitgeist with a bit of nanny-like moaning
Why shouldst he be crazy
Where their phrase is ding
Holster-up all day long and bolster-up
after a teething start let set go and get going
In a beamy sunshine with a lookers-on and onlookers
With a pastoral trilogy setting at the front
He sees the back-burner with a whole lot
Fishing and eating, fishing and eating
How you say jingoism and cast pearls before syllogism
There farthest at the end, was hollering and crinkly mingling
Offshoots of dried fork nose hooding
Hafiz Muhammad Qasim

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