A beautiful and sweet girdle Collecting it is quite doddle Counting is like a hot fettle Touching it is a bit brittle. Let be the Geeta or the Bible, Let be grapes or pineapple, Importance of money able Is not be explainable. Money can make a castle Or buy handful cattle Or can earn a good title Or can bound to peddle. All is easily possible By the mint boodle. Carry them in a duffle Or in a golden vessel, It is going to be a rouble. So friends value a boodle And crave for it to chuckle The taunts of world little.
I am developing a new style of writing poetry where ending words of a line rhyme with one another, at least in last sound. I named it Pari Style. Hope readers will like it. Thanks to those invisible hands and fingers which supported and inspired me to continue my efforts in my new, creative, artistic and innovative “Pari” style. Thanks for your inspiring, kind, soft fingers.