A FUNNY POEM BY ME.
Pouting lips that look like a pig, (selfie)
Trying to upload a video of a gig.
Alas! The internet is moving at a snail’s pace.
Wi-Fi and Broadband have seen better days.
I am searching for a recipe that I mean to try.
“No,” pleads my family,” We don’t want to die.”
I read all the recommendations on a WhatsApp group.
I am horrified by the diet suggestions! I can’t survive on a soup.
Google has the answers to almost everything.
Starmaker app promotes new talents who sing.
Music is an art and not everybody’s cup of tea.
My voice now sounds like a cat to be drowned in the sea.
My partner says, “Please do me a favor and stop dabbling with the internet.”
People may chase you with sticks and stones. You may need to hire a jet.”
I gave up my singing for a noble cause.
When I announced my decision, my family gave me applause.
I tried my hand at painting and drew a line or two.
“Momma,” asked my daughter, “Is that a monkey waiting to go to the loo? “
Why does my brain act insane?
Why should I jump into the social media frenzy in vain?
I feel as if I am a kid jumping with joy over the likes in my post.
It’s making new friends that I enjoy the most.
Thank you, dear friends, for going through my creativity.
An idle brain is always on the lookout for an activity.
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