He makes all the rules
makes others fools
thinks he to be smart
surprises others in a start
walks up and down in strange
never falls into the range
sees around with a cynicism
as if he is above all criticism
talks with an authority great
spreads nothing but hate
mocks and snorts at others
yes, he is the man with feathers
seems to take an undue flight
does so with a horrible bite
in real he is a whimsical figure
short and small in stature
shouts at the top of his voice
does nothing with a choice
cries he with a loudness
he be addressed as a saint
Oh! looking at him I faint
a man of disdain and contempt
like to condemn him in an attempt.
Meenas Poems 