Forgot the candles and the cake,
Delicious snacks and banana milk shake,
More interested what my uncle brought,
To teach me life’s most lovely naught,
The eternal poet’s wonderful write,
A couple of cute pigeons, silky white,
Lovely they looked, always together,
Flying too high whatever the weather,
May be a morning of bright sunlight,
Or an evening of absorbing moonlight,
Summer or winter autumn or rains,
Always in search of more stains!
‘Ghutur ghoon ghuter ghoon baq baq qoon qoon’,
(Glitter glown glitter glown back back boon boon.)
And she replied, ‘Boom boom boom boom.’
Let us love, and let the flowers bloom.