The furore created the day after
the pandemonium could have been softer
a hue and a cry for nothing at all
the magnitude was greater in call.
The celebration got over in a manner sober
the gathering dispersed pleased in all rather
the ones who had been all throughout the day
came with an indirect criticism in ways.
A straight hit at the face would have been better
the back biting comes from an expected quarter
the issues insignificant rose up high and dry
bereft of the basic courtesy in a buy and a try.
There are a few who let not sleep in peace
they being one who break the harmony into pieces
an intrusion and a disruption they create
a defiance and a surveillance in the plate.
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