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Struggles are part of every man's life They come in the form of worries or wives! And once they are done with arguments and strife They know life's over, and they forgot to jive! Miseries come to women as heirs or hubbies The former is chubby, the latter is stubby! Often treated as a slave, a cheap scrubby Now no longer bubbly. She is mostly grubby! Youngsters are blessed - for they are ignorant and mulish They are worried of gadgets, or a spreading blemish. For even when the world is at war and looks bleakish, What keeps them up would be a love, to anguish. Children find solace among friends at school With homework half-done, they're obstinate as mules. Parents are loving, so they are allowed to drool. Even teachers look fools. Life is so cool. Stages of life are - all different, all funny! Some stages look dry. Some stages look sunny. The one thing that links all - the crazy and cunning Its no longer love. Its rather money.
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Nov 18, 2011
Nov 18, 2011 at 7:17 AM UTC
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Struggles are part of every man's life They come in the form of worries or wives! And once they are done with arguments and strife They know life's over, and they forgot to jive! Miseries come to women as heirs or hubbies The former is chubby, the latter is stubby! Often treated as a slave, a cheap scrubby Now no longer bubbly. She is mostly grubby! Youngsters are blessed - for they are ignorant and mulish They are worried of gadgets, or a spreading blemish. For even when the world is at war and looks bleakish, What keeps them up would be a love, to anguish. Children find solace among friends at school With homework half-done, they're obstinate as mules. Parents are loving, so they are allowed to drool. Even teachers look fools. Life is so cool. Stages of life are - all different, all funny! Some stages look dry. Some stages look sunny. The one thing that links all - the crazy and cunning Its no longer love. Its rather money.
Written on 28th March, 2010. As the title indicates, it was just something penned for fun. No thought into it. Just tried to force match the rhymes (with some success!)
geetha-raj
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Nov 18, 2011
Nov 18, 2011 at 7:17 AM UTC
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