God has eaten my luscious mango
showing up in the disguise of a squirrel,
no expression of remorse either,
just vanished without a trace,
did not return ever after.
God, please do not bother,
usually you are a do-gooder
I too am, let's have a pact,
for a while I'd have the moon, instead.
Sep 23, 2015
Sep 23, 2015 at 8:24 AM UTC
God has eaten my luscious mango
showing up in the disguise of a squirrel,
no expression of remorse either,
just vanished without a trace,
did not return ever after.
God, please do not bother,
usually you are a do-gooder
I too am, let's have a pact,
for a while I'd have the moon, instead.
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