Brrrr!
I pulled out the thermals
threw on more clothes;
slapped the creamy stuff
upon the sodding nose.
It may seem crazy that
in summer I'm so clad,
but ders a dold in my dead
dats driving me mad.
Written for the Madras Caferati Read-Meet, the theme being 'Summer'.
threw on more clothes;
slapped the creamy stuff
upon the sodding nose.
It may seem crazy that
in summer I'm so clad,
but ders a dold in my dead
dats driving me mad.
Written for the Madras Caferati Read-Meet, the theme being 'Summer'.
posted by kaaju katli | 3:48 PM
9 Comments:
heehee... it's like one of those poems you find in the "365 bedtime stories" sort of books. Gotta admit I still like those books - so any wonder I like this pome? :)
PS. Except for the "sodding"... not a word I've come across in kiddie books :)
nice surprise ;-)
diff from those other poems u have posted here (love them too!)
i_f
off post comment. but congrats on your poem being mentioned in the chennai city supplement of the deccan chronicle in an article about the caferati meet in chennai. btw, how about posting that one here?
Wow! Really liked this one. Congratulations on being mentioned. Way to go-di ponney!
I can relate.
San Jose. Circa 2000.
102 Deg F.
You in blue Sweater!
Shyam - yup, had some fun with this one ;-)
anonymous - thanks!
abe - shhhh!
ammani - sujata yennge, deccan c. yennge? ellam onnoda footsteps thaan :-)
Tangent - pig :-)
congrats for being mentioned.Hope I would be mentioned one day just liek u 2 grt bloggers ammani and katli.
anjali - am sure you will. thanks for dropping by.
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