Sitting in window awn,
I took a deeply inhaled cleanser of a yawn,
It was just about dawn,
The day had begun,
And I had to do the daily run,
I wondered what I would gain,
If I dressed up and became a man,
And began the day in the main,
After all why do I do all this distance,
And come back to my clan,
Would it be possible if I could change my plan?
And simply rest with work sans,
What would change and go wrong,
If I sat without work and sang my song,
Suddenly came my spouse,
With her brood hugging her blouse,
She glared me up and down,
In a close uncomfortable browse,
She clicked me sharp and tight,
And sent me right to my website.
Copyright © Shishir Gupta | Year Posted 2005
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