My daily routine....

by Sai Vara Prasad Potharaju   Feb 26, 2008


The sun rises for me at ten,
Because I never hear the sound of a hen..

With my sober face I glance through the newspaper,
Then I shatter it like a wastepaper..

Then I glue my face to the television,
To have a world vision..

With great difficult I move from TV to have a bath,
So that I could be on the path..

I venture out to have lunch,
So that I could be back with a punch..

I try to take a nap,
So that there could be a gap..

I wake up and go near the tap,
So that I could venture again on a map..

I buy some snacks to eat,
So that I could be back to repeat my morning feat..

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