We were bobbing on the ocean in our tiny pea green boat
The pussycat, the owl and me were many days afloat
With hunger in the belly and a dryness in the throat
The owl winked at the pussycat and said lets take a vote
The owl then looked at me and said we do not mean to gloat
But pussycat and I agree that lunch today is Stoat
Feel free to take a moment to leave those you love a note
And then we’ll make it really quick when we peel off your coat
I told them that the story goes that they wont meet a goat
A turkey and a pig, I said, will come along as wrote
That pig will take a shilling or perhaps a measly groat
To help you cook the turkey which will make our tummies bloat
That’s the version of this tale I wish I could promote
The chances of it going that way were, it seems, remote
For no stoat gets a mention, not in paraphrase nor quote
And so it seems that poor old me got well and truly smote
Dear students Examinations denote
That you and teachers clearly emote
Their feelings out and try to devote
Their time and energy for this rowboat.
Mind that nurtures it will surely vote
Their success to teacher to roam afloat.
Let be a doctor, teacher or student tote
Examinations did need a nice quote.
Whether you be known or remote
Is decided by many reports wrote.
Evil or bad about exams is misquote
By all as it leads us to get more groat.
Ravana like teachers do connote:
Exams are tiny tot like just a mote.
The only tool which writes footnote
For children and save them from a dote.
Lastly, it is just like Gita a good keynote.
Dear readers, Reader’s Digests denote
That readers read and clearly emote
Their feelings out and try to devote
Their money and time for this rowboat.
The mind that reads it will surely vote
Their success that is sure to roam afloat.
Let be a doctor, teacher or student tote
This is a boon that always does quote
Famous personalities known or remote;
Ideas or thinking or reports wrote
Jokes, humour or news or misquote
All are fitted in just a little groat.
Unlike Narada, RD does connote:
Little price, high yields in a mote.
The only book with a lot of footnote,
This will save us from being a dote.
Lastly, it is like Gita a good keynote.
the man is dead,
words that moan like north-wind over sea mounts,
swirling through stunted grass,
over the warped threshold,
around discarded shrouds,
piled around a rough bier,
holding once a rougher man,
this dead man,
this no-man,
unsung but for briny ocean song,
brackish and cold
misted on ashen mourners,
kneading sullen dough,
leavened for this once man,
an erstwhile man's corpse bread,
laid out on pewter,
arranged close to his head,
pinch of salt,
a tarnished groat,
bitter draught of ale,
offered by rote,
for his peace beyond,
the pawning soul,
quiescent duty of an elder son,
then the sin eater,
now to run,
king of no kingdom,
scion of none,
the man now lives.