Mr.Mutton Head…. Poem by Maanasa Bhaskar

There was a man,
who wished to
have a farm,
& tame snakes
that made no
harm! ! !

Of course, he was Mr. Mutton Head.

Mutton head as we call him,
he liked to eat chicken,
made in his own kitchen,
& would make a face
seeing the chicken base..

Mutton head as we call him,
He pulls out his doggy, from
the shoe rack,
& jumps on the floor
seeing an ant, making
a crack, &
sees the ant,
crawling through his pant!

Mutton head as we call him,
liked to swim in water
he drowns &
do not bother.
What kind of man was he?

Mutton head as we call him,
his anger is shown,
when he picks up his gown.
He reads the newspaper upside down,
till his son reveals it with a frown.

Mutton head as we call him,
he walked up to the railway station,
in hesitation,
and waited for the train,
but all in vain.

The train had already moved.

Mutton head as we call him,
over his neck was his tie,
I saw him standing with guy,
Who was of the same age,
but he was really a sage.

Mutton head as we call him,
Mr.Mutton head met the sage
to seek conclusions
for his confusions! ! !

Mutton head as we call him,
the sage gave him some pill,
to make him relaxed & chill.
But, Mr. Mutton head was no more a man,
but a real Mutton head in chaos! ! !