In Tea-Cup As If Wasted Storm Poem by Aniruddha Pathak
In Tea-Cup As If Wasted Storm
A man that weighed function over form
Went to a doctor his nose to norm,
To doc to his job rose
And fixed him doggy nose
That breathed full, and he felt nicely warm,
So, no use barking at
The doc who was a vet,
In tea-cup as if a wasted storm!
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Humour | 12.01.16 |
For treating nose he went to doctor. This is an Amazing poem brilliantly penned.
When a seriously minded person enjoys a laugh it is noticed. Thank you Kumarmani M.
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5/6/2024 4:02:28 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Set, bet, let, net, wet! ! With the muse of your humour. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
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