Sunday, January 7, 2007

SCOUNDRELS of ganges


WAIT! let me take a break
My neighbour is barking at my bedroom window and me
Listen, I havw never been a scuffler
Oh! yes struggler is not a lie may be
"You bloody scoundrel"
What's that he's shouting 'gain
No, this fellow is not going to let me to slumber thi morning,
Wait, what did he call me-"scoundrel"
Never,never did me try to change my name
I still own the name my father it seems gave me
Atleast, I swear by that empty Officers Choice bottle
Ya atleast half of my barrowed name still I breathe on...
What could I do if the breath has puffs and puffs of my buddy Gold Flake smoke
Tell me dears could you ever betray your buddies?
No. Isn't it. So did I.
Let me see what my samaritan streetmates snag is.

to be continued...............