She Lost The Bread He Won
In the Night He slept on his Head..
Searching his Skull for ways to win a bigger Bread!
The loaf He sliced; Two for the Kids and the rest, squeezed by the pest He wifed.
The Pest! that does'nt pray.. but still a Mantis
Too much of Silks that Cupboard gladly rejects
A patent Withdrawal! nothing to inject!
She only hears Diamond, wants them glow on her Squirrel Pinnae
The end of the Squirrel! its Head clanging on a Glass-Plate..its Tail... The Tale!
Her Pot of illusive but expensive Golds is for Plots of Land she Never got..
But she had Him sold those Plots for the Ring that makes Her His
Now the Baker decides to lose a Winner!
Because from the Bread he could bake he wants to win too
He lost him and 'Him'.. lost Bread!
The Monkey is now left in a 'Treeless' Jungle...
And the Bread He had Won She had Lost!
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To elucidate this piece a bit, you need to picture a loving husband Who is His family's BreadWinner, and His Wife Who is wasteful, not prudent, not a listener and who is so material freak!..Â
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