A Lazy Yawn

If at all, yes, if at all,  I had magical powers, I would have banished Mr.Sun (the brightest star) to a land, where he will never rise and shine!

Hey You!

The Round sized one,

Mr. Sun,

Aren’t you lazy?

Mr.Poker,

I warn You!

Do not, Do not,

Poke  me with your Rays.

I know!

You don’t have a kid,
Chronic Bachelor

That you are,
You sleep sound at night.

Gaze upon,

‘tis  a murky morning,

of mist and dew.

How I wish,

Mr.Sunny,

You miss the alarm,

You be entangled by deep slumber.

Abracadabra!  

I utter,

Let the clouds freeze upon you!

I create, what I say :)

Oh, Mother, 

My Sweet Moma,

Do me a favour!

 Pull me a warm blanket,

 Let me, Puh-lease!

Let me fall asleep.

Nah, Naah, Naaah,

Nope, I don’t feel the need,

To rise and shine,

For I am too lazy,

To wake up premature.

Aaah! Yawn, yaawn!

Click here to read the Reply from Sun, The brightest Star.

© 2015 Ajay Pai (Reserved)     

 Image Courtesy: Lazy Morning

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