Theme: Humor

A Daughter's Prayer

by Ravinder Malhotra
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Lord put money in my bank
And I shall call and earnestly thank
Ma who pestered Pa to bend
To her whims and bitterly end
The fight for money in my bank.....
Ma has told him it is less
What she calls the daughter's cess
For panties, knickers and monthly chum
Things so dear they hardly come
With the money in my bank........
My account should always overflow
And on my face there be a glow
I can then, dream to start
To fulfill the desires of my heart
With the money in my bank......
My sisters' told them I am down
With a viral that's profound
I am ill and need to eat
Medicines, cherries, grapes and sweets
With the money in my bank.....
Send me Lord some pleasing news
Of good money I can use
I shall end to feign and faint
Then douse the town in crimson paint
With the money in my bank !


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Comments on this Poem

Comment It's nice to meet you here. your poem is full of pathos, humour and a message.

04-May-2011 10:49 AM

Comment Thank you Sandra & Kumarendra. A poet too needs to humour himself once in a while !

Ravinder Malhotra
25-Apr-2011 14:10 PM

Comment Great write

Sandra Martyres
25-Apr-2011 10:46 AM

Comment NIce poem, Ravinder. May the bank of love overflow. I enjoyed reading your composition. Thanks.

Kumarendra Mallick
23-Apr-2011 09:43 AM

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