My 36 month
old baby tornado,
doing non
stop merry go round
How to
have a spotless home,
d’ mess-maker’s
running around
Loves plays
with kitchen utensil,
wants to
prove her cooking skill
Grown
hair like untrimmed bush,
a decent
hair cut never she wish
Definitely
I had to think beyond,
How a
hair cut to be performed
Realized
d’ situation pretty quick
A must to
mug up trimming tricks
Along
with d’ surgeon’s profession,
Side job
of a barber, I’ve to learn
No more a
hunt for good books,
rather watch
haircuts in saloons
But can’t
afford to be big fat fail
Why tons
of money on a haircut,
better be
saved for real purpose
Brought a
bald toy, a stick of gum,
Needs our
help, to paste some hair,
then only
it’ll look absolutely fair
Promptly brought
her mini chair,
Torso
covered, listened my chat,
Raising d’
only smart kid so tough,
learnt a
hilarious lesson enough
A snippet of life, an adventure,
4 comments:
very nice photography sir
excellant sir
superb idea
I like your idea of publishing these type of wonderful poems.
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