An idiot by nature,
Boy! who made this creature...
A cartoon on earth,
The best source of mirth
His every act,
Fetches him a circus pact
His gait, Limping cake!
He smiles, To scare away flies!
His dance, A menace!
His talks, does only Mocks!
His useless acts,
Many of them in endless tags
End of it, not possible
For me, could only be a fable
OH God! Be the savior
From the self proclaimed coyer…
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