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MY STUPID PAPA : RHYME 99

Mom tells papa to bring home
some tomatoes,
But he gets home with a bagful
of potatoes. 

Papa says he will not take dinner
because he is ill,
Then at midnight he tells mom
to cook for him a big meal.

In the morning, mom prepares 
horlicks for me,
But papa drinks it up and tells
he is sorry. 

I whatsapp beautiful quotes to papa
on the Father's Day,
But he thinks this is my homework 
for school essay. 

When I whatsapp papa 'I love you'
emojies,
He thinks this is my homework 
for school drawings. 

When I tell papa my new dress
'on fire' (=fashionable),
He runs to put out fire with
a bucket of water.

When I encourage papa, saying
'go off' (=rock on),
He feels sad and hurriedly 
gets off...

But my papa is the best papa
for me,
For, in him dwells the God of
humanity.

                                       -- N P SAMAL 






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