Go To Hell Poem by vijay gupta

Go to Hell
Come, come ‘o’ beautiful fairy
On our earth
from your fairyland.
I am little butter fly
Want to dance.
‘O’ dear butter fly please say
Where is my picnic spot?
Where is our beautiful lake of sweet water?
All trees, plants, deer and rabbits are invisible to me.
Sorry,
Sorry, sorry, for that.
All have been finished by human being.
And we could not save your picnic spot.
Oh! -No,
I will never come on your earth
All human being must go to hell.