When i was a child and when i was
nobody in particular, my uncle had
told me a tale, the tale of a clever
little buddy; his name Nobody.
One day little Nobody was kidnapped
by one rogue, his name Somebody,
who kept him under his lock and key.
That night Nobody requested Somebody
to get him for his food a cucumber a knife
to peel, salt and powdered chilly to add in
quantity.
As he brought these things, Nobody blew
the powdered chilly onto Somebody’s eyes
powerfully and held him by his neck on the
edge of knife smartly.
Whereupon Somebody started yelling loudly
‘Nobody is killing me killing me! ’ his buddies
all heard laughed ignored and Nobody escaped
arrived home cucumber cool safely….
Kesav Venkat Easwaran
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/cucumber-cool/
