Dispelling the cheer and joy early in the morn.
The conversation that transpired was disenchanting,
It logged round an insensible indecent probing,
Diffusing briskness and activity early in the morn.
The friendly tone was packed with artifice
The talk surrounded on a preconceived fix,
Destroying the placidity and sobriety early in the morn.
The enquiry was a mischievous query,
Curious to know of an unexpected misery,
Thwarting the ease and comfort early in the morn.
Suppressing the burning rage
By keeping the talk in a nonchalant range,
Meted out both a blow and a thrash early in the morn.
Why do they engage in such scorn?
Might be it is a quality inborn,
Demoralising the demeanour early in the morn.