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Dumb Charade

Dumb charade was a riot, they laughed as he could not get, what she pointed with fret, he made errors, as she shouted in clamour, time was running out fast, they were trying hard, and could get object at last, I was watching all of them, and was also laughing ahem, a thought struck me there and then, look at the hundreds of deaf and dumb, who play this game with so much elan, without any mirth and plan, evrybody lets them gesticulate and flap, but nobody come forward to clap.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005




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