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Jan 2017
I once met an Englishman
I liked calling him Sir
for he was no ordinary Englishman
His name was Meta Phor


He loved his darling wife
though she dressed a bit silly
together they enjoyed their life
He and his Similie


In time they had a baby girl
naming her, got into a twirl
Ouch! Omanatopoeia was her name
Oh, what a shame, what a shame

Going to school it would pain
being called that , time n again
I wish she chooses a name anew
hope her parents she doesn't sue..
Written by
MINESH KHASHU
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