Pradip Chattopadhyay - Serves Right

Two blue duck eggs
Had got me smitten
Halted my legs

Picked them to be eaten!

Had enough of the hen's
They tasted so stale
Said my clever sense

Duck eggs would serve well!

Brought home the oval two
Two pearls whitish blue
Thought it precious gotten

Lo both of them were rotten!

Pradip Chattopadhyay

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