What happens when you try to write in spite of the elephantine writers' block in the room? See.
Old Professor Murthy
Led a life quite sedentary.
What others thought of as excessively pious,
He believed was merely elementary.
He chipped away on rocks all day,
His lectures in class were pedantry.
One day he found
A pebble so round
And shiny and smooth and confusing!
Rushing home, heart a-flutter
His watchful speech a stutter,
His hitched dhoti altogether amusing.
"Kamala!" he cried,
His wife by his side,
"Look what I found! It's confounding!"
Not observing his find -
Not the observant kind -
Kamala leaned on the table.
Her hand crashing down
On what the professor had found;
His whimper was low and feeble.
Now old Professor Murthy
Leads a life quite sedentary.
His wife prays all day
Deflowering the jasmine tree.
Alas, what the professor thought was igneous
Was merely sedimentary.
Monday 14 February, 2011
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5 comments:
Puddy tat, thank you. It's one of my worst, but it was meant to be silly. Thanks for forgiving me. ;)
too many earth sceince modules huh :D
hehehe - you should have writers block more!
Mem, I think you will regret this statement! But thanks.
Hahahhaa. This is hilarious.
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