Little Lena And The Cockroach Poem by Vidya Pandarinath

Lena, thumb sucking, was disturbed a little
To see a cockroach, extra -long
Waving its antenna, super and strong
Surveying the ambience on its mettle,
Had set out to perform some feat tall,
Somewhere in that grandiose ceremonial hall


Gripping on the left, the stuffed pampering pup
And with concern and eyes wide open,
She watched the brown troubler on the run,
Presently land on a sideboard - laid cup;
Thrilled, the little one watched in awe
As the fond creature proceeded with random gnaw

Now the move was faster and decisive;
From the rail top into the cauldron,
Least sensing the fire that kept boiling on;
Returning from a diverting call the chef pensive,
Went on to finish the large tray of fries:
The sad little girl sent out her plaintive cries

Reluctantly putting out her dear thumb
Waved her hand with an alarming shout;
The old one only thought with no doubt,
He was greeted, while the fact remained dumb;
She left running to her mother to know
About what she believed to be a suicide bow.