As you were walking down the road,
You looked up at the sky,
And a crow crapped on your face,
As it flew across, high.
And you didn't curse, or scream
Or even let out a sigh,
But just murmured to yourself,
"Thank God, cows can't fly."
(Translated from a Bengali poem received as SMS)
1 comment:
I think most of us have received this as a Bengali SMS some time or the other... but only HDP could have thought of turning that into this!!
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