Den, Ben, When Poem by gnrao rao

Den, Ben, When



living in a den,
I am called a lion.
writing, I am used,
I am called a pen.
Showing the time,
I am called the
BIG Ben,
I am in England.
Laying the egg,
being with the
Chicken,
I am called
A hen.
Human beings
Are divided into
Men and women.
Who came first
is still
not known?
Nine plus
One
what does it
make?
toes ten,
Fingers ten.
we all get up
When?
when we like,
Or at the right
time,
either to be lazy
achieve nothing
or to attain
the maximum gain.
Try again, again
Again, till
you gain.

Sunday, September 10, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: game
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Close
Error Success