Funny Poem - llm

Wife N Bangal Tiger

Through the jongole I am went,

On shooting Tiger I am bent,

Bustaard Tiger has eaten wife,

No doubt I will avenge poor darling's life.



Too much quiet, snakes and leeches,

But I not fear these sons of beeches,

Hearing loud noise I am jumping with start,

But noise is coming from damn fool's heart.



Taking care not to be fright,

I am clutching rifle tight with eye to sight,

Should Tiger come I will shoot and fall him

down,

Then like hero return to native town.



Then through trees I am espying one cave,

I am telling self - "Bholanath be brave",

I am now proceeding with too much care,

From far I smell this Tiger's lair.



My leg shaking, sweat coming, I start to pray,

I think I will shoot Tiger some other day,

Turning round I am going to flee,

But Tiger giving bloody roar spotting this

Bengalee.



He bounding from cave like football player Pele,

I run shouting "Kali Ma tumi kothay gele",

Through the jongole I am running,

With Tiger on my tail closer looming.



I am a telling that never in life,

I will risk again for my damn fool wife.












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