Dec 29, 2008

Vet-ti poet-ry

Monday came, creeping upon me,
Like a cat after a bird on a tree;
Silently, slowly, smiling sinisterly,
Before the bird could flee.

But then, you turned up, one day,
To the cat's utter dismay.
With a pirouette and a whirl,
My monday morning girl. 

P.s : RomCom, see? :D

6 comments :

Anonymous said...

Romcom? Insane doggerel, more like. :P

Nithya said...

Yay ! :D You ought to thank me you idiot :| For the encouraging messages and support :P

Sharanya said...

This is NOT Romcom, mister! But, is this the poem you promised?

Anonymous said...

whatay poem maahn :P

bhavini said...

Brill, brill. Monday morning girl, you make her sound really bright and swingy :)

Thumbs up, Nithya!

Anonymous said...

//pirouette
I've never heard that word before! Either I've been reading all the wrong books or u the GRE.. :P