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My Cream Rolls
by Ramesh Anand
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Rock and roll, rock and roll,
I am holding three cream rolls.
One from my daddy, one from my mummy
And the third, I took by myself.

Chubby, chubby long rolls,
I love all my cream rolls.
One from 'rainbow', one from 'daily'
And the third from 'mighty white.'

Creamy creamy type rolls,
I tasted all at once,
And along with hot coffee,
I pushed the last bread inside.

My stomach is paining now,
Paining now, paining now.
After biting the different kinds
My stomach is playing troubling sounds.

My Parents’ faces
Turning red, turning red.
One from daddy and two from mummy,
Whacks are ready for me.

I am lying down in bed,
Lying down, lying down,
And holding three creamy-white pills
Hesitate to get them down.

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June 12, 2010
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