I Met Them In A Second Hand Bookshop - Poem by nimal dunuhinga
Stalin, Polpot, Angulimala
And some others
Really I couldn't recognise them.
They're idling nearby
Mystery & True Crime Bookstalls.
They looked at me sarcastically
That I was from another Planet?
I was reading Oscar Wilde's
The picture of Dorian Grey
And I noticed a Fox Terrier puppy
Sniffed the World History!
And it barked tenderly
That sounds like
'Betrayals & Killers and what else? '
Then I whispered; 'Bigamy.'
The Puppy wagged its tail.
In the Parking lot by mistake
I tried to open the door of a wrong car
And it's like a limousine the Hearse!
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