How Dirty He Is?

Dirty hands are dirty,
Until he doesn’t wash them.
A person believes that
After wash he has clean hands.

As Air is containing germs,
Also water isn’t always fresh,
His table and a chair,
Mosquitoes and flies fly everywhere.

A person can’t imagine,
How dirty he is?
 Sometimes when he opens his mouth,
A listener can’t stand by him.

Belly is also a food container,
When a person didn’t flush out in time,
Smell starts to boil,
And flames come out from a mouth.

Every thing needs a care,
His place, food and not only drink,
Also his conversation should be positive,
So a person can live healthy.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2005

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