My loveable gobbler
One fine morning, I went to the farm, I was not welcomed by him,
And I searched him all over the farm, I called him at the loudest voice, The echoes were only repeated, I became a maddened dog , And roamed here and there, He was not found anywhere else , My throat was chocked, And my eyes shed tears, I looked like HM.Stanley, Who missed Livingstone, in the darkest African continent , While he went on an expedition, Later he wrote the book, How I found Livingstone?, I didn't know what to do,
I drank a cup of water and continued my searching, Finally I had seen him dead near the thorned fence, I ran towards the spot and I was shocked to see the general of the entire farm. Who had dominated. the total farm for five years,
He was caught in the fish net.
which was spread on the fence, I couldn't control my emotions, And I lost my loveable gobbler, Oh god please save his soul!
Copyright © Balasubramaniyan Venkataramani | Year Posted 2024
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