Humpty dumpy met on a way
Oldie my friend with hair grey
She was naughty and bad teacher
She just advise like good preacher
She was clever but headless woman
Got so much jealous when did not find good man?
When she found she started fighting
She wanted good show in day lighting
She forgot to know it is selfish world
Here relations blew very hot and cold
Since she was adamant, rigid and very old
We were afraid to face her with initiative bold
She will make endless speeches
No body could dare to make any breaches
She may stand alone and watch the show
It was very difficult to convince her and throw
She may rise from bubbles even
She may claim she is in teens
She pretends to be oldie
But she is nice and very good lady
hasmukh amathalal
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