The countryside joker said it to us
Long back
And hearing him,
Exclaimed we,
How foolish and illiterate is he
That saying so
And that light joke
Said he after sitting on
The muddy guard wall
Of the inside campus
Of the courtyard
Which feel I now
After seeing the exam system
And the open schooling system.
Let me do M.A. first
Then B.A.
Then I.A.
Then Matric,
In a ascending not,
But a descending order,
First Master of Arts
Then Bachelor of Arts
Then Intermediate of arts
Then Matriculation.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem