Arrogant Poet -Part 1
Long long ago there lived a king
Who hath truly loved all poetry
Who never was tired of listening
To all forms of beautiful poetry
Well read senior poet of the court
Also never stopped minting
And reading amidst claps in the court
Verses full of prise for the king
Not so named and all those young
Hardly got some chance to sing
Their some good works before the king
As the senior was disallowing
Even the king got truly bored
But was unsure how to express
Aging great can not be fired
Time he hoped would clear the mess
One day one young poet got a chance
In the coveted senior's absence
To read some poems on Siva's dance
And the king's joy was immense
Every letter of his work earned a lakh
Said the king there is no going back
Talented fresh please come forward
Read good poems and you earn reward
Lo, those words opened flood gate
But only a few could clinch reward
Protecting now the wealth of the state
Poet senior stood as a good guard
(to be continued....)
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