There came her hero,
The son of the Minister,
Shrewd in the eye,
Inside hid a sinister.
She made him sit on
The most comfortable chair,
Coffee or tea, asked she-
Took his utmost care.
The most delicate words
She served as he'd mug,
Asked how could she
Be at his call, at his leg.
She started singing-
Rhymes of his praise,
How his coming here
Has brought the autumn days.
The Sun has softened
Or has become a hearth,
The rains have showered
Whenever needed the Earth.
Thus our great lady
Secured her chair,
For the next few months
She need not care.
No supervision, no audit
Can bother her anymore,
She would safely rule
For now over a year.
Thus our great lady Secured her chair, For the next few months She need not care. Sycophancy helps at times for job security, who knows more about it than the Police? Thanks for sharing.
Hi Priyanka, Thanks dear for the great remarks and lovely words of encouragement.
The Sun has softened Or has become a hearth, The rains have showered Whenever needed the Earth. Sycophancy expressed so beautifully here. Thanks for the poem. 10++++ Rimi
Hi Seema, Thanks dear for the great remarks and lovely words of encouragement.
The Sun has softened Or has become a hearth, The rains have showered Whenever needed the Earth. Sycophancy expressed so beautifully here. Thanks for the poem. 10+++++
Thanks dear Seema for the great remarks and lovely words of encouragement.
The Sun has softened Or has become a hearth, The rains have showered Whenever needed the Earth. Sycophancy expressed so beautifully here. Thanks for the poem.
Thanks Seema dear for the great remarks and lovely words of encouragement.
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Thus our great lady Secured her chair, For the next few months She need not care. Sycophancy helps at times for job security, who knows more about it than the Police? Thanks for sharing. 10++++
Priyanka D, Thanks dear for the great remarks and lovely words of encouragement.