Poem -

Ain't me...

Ain't me...

The evening didn’t want to show up;
said she was bored of the daily routine,
And demanded for a day off!
She was turned down despite all her best
threats, efforts, dramas and melodramas.
In her phenomenal temper
she sulked and sulked,
leaving very late,
thus arrived even later.

So, please
do not blame me
for your coffee getting cold.
It ain’t me
who arrived late,
It’s the evening!

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