(1)
English pronunciation
is immense confusion
and often I seek
clarification
from macmillan
but when I try my luck
to earn fast buck
I log on
makemillion.con!

           (2)
Three thousand five hundred
his labor's price
his labored prize
he hands over to his father
his father
who knows better than to spend it
rewards of son's toil
bitter and sweet!

           (3)
I wish I were dead
and not he
now who will look after me?
cries the woman
a heart failure
having robbed his man.

with no hint of tears in her eyes
she doesn't disguise
her plea

*I part her with a hundred rupee.