the sublime

 

Is it wrong to say

The sublime's my #elixir?

Your eyes our sunset.

#vss365

#haiku #senryu ?

The easy life of the mediocre

 

"Want to be that bird.

Above all and a recluse.

"Hiding?" they #console."

"Still trying to be a poet? No stories?"

"If a reader quits after one line of poetry, it's just the norm. If the reader does that to a story, it's just useless."

"The easy life of the mediocre."

#vss365

#haiku #senryu ?

Recipe for love?

 

Recipe for love?

#Empathetic company

And unfading lust?

#vss365 

#haiku #senryu ?

Nothing

 

"Oye Zero, why all the #tissues?"

"Met a girl I nearly married."

"And?"

"Nothing."

"What did you do?"

"Girls have to do all these days."

"And, she scooted? Btw, sad face suits you."

"Can't you say oof, Swaps?"

"Not when all you do, and think, is to do nothing."

#vss365

from 'Seconds'

 

"If this doesn’t work out, I would like the parting of ways to be amicable."

"I too have a request." 

"Yes?"

"Let’s leave the past alone."

I thought that would be one of the plus points.

A talking #pillow perfect for therapeutic catharsis of the self?

I shrugged. 

#vss365

from

https://justoneavatar.blogspot.com/2014/05/seconds.html

from 'Michael Corleone'

 

When democracies around the world gave way to the whims of authoritarian rule, the village scoffed at the news. 

Their own legal system seemed intact.

When her fear became known, that too began to crumble.

A #poster came up in the market.

“Even gods are hypocrites.”

#vss365

from my short story 'Michael Corleone':

https://justoneavatar.blogspot.com/2026/04/michael-corleone.html

from the Colombo travelogue

 

"Stay at the Galle Face Hotel. Opened in 1864. You can sleep with Noel Coward and Carrie Fisher," they say. "There are grand rooms with four-#poster beds." 

I dreamt of a four-poster bed. I was with a lady who knows how to use it a la Fifty Shades of Grey Part Femme.

#vss365

from my old Colombo travelogue:

https://justoneavatar.blogspot.com/2017/04/incomplete-unedited-notes-colombo.html

quid pro quo

 

“Why are you sulking?”

“He’s a #sponge! I’d spent more when I invited him.”

“Come on, it’s the thought that matters.”

“Yeah right, I will keep that in mind the next time we make love.”

“So, that’s your problem, huh?”

“You are the one who insisted on quid pro quo.”

#vss365

after the honeymoon

 

After a brief honeymoon phase, we were asexual. 

We do not want to have a baby. To cut the #cord or to erase the link. For whatever reason. People thought we were noble. 

Were we trying to hurt the other or oneself?

Our therapist guessed that.

We denied, of course.

#vss365

If there is a God

 

At a Bangalore scientific conference, a scientist talked about natural and man-made disasters. 

His conclusion: disasters are a result of random events, with no memory of past events. 

If there is a God, he or she plays fair #dice, the speaker said, inviting brickbats.

#vss365

from

https://justoneavatar.blogspot.com/2015/02/11-steps-to-end.html

Why am I thinking

 

Why am I thinking 

Of a #towel smothering

When I see these clouds?

#vss365

#senryu #haiku ?

The best thing about AI

 

#AI

The best thing about AI is that it has magnified the importance of all things untouched by AI.

Who believes what's on blogs, matrimonial sites, photo shoots and any 'feed'?

Face-to-face interaction must have an extra appeal these days. There too, one can't trust the visual aspect. What has been artificially enhanced?

But then, what about the people who can sound AI-generated?

Remember that old pal who spoke whole texts from a P.G. Wodehouse novel?

(Aside: With that last line, did I reveal that I am decades older than Gen Z?)

sans repair sans warranty

 

"The #kettles these days fail soon after warranty ends. Can't even be repaired."

"Marriages don't last that long. Sans repair sans warranty."

"Do you have to bring that up all the time?"

"Only when you delay my morning cup of tea."

"Cup or mug?"

"Grrr, Misterrr."

#vss365

from 'i want to be me'

 

During dinner–

she wanted news, he #soap, 

watched sports; 

one farted, the other burped, 

washed the dishes together; 

In the bedroom– 

silence, 

then,

one said, "you love me, no?", 

the other, "yes, you love me?", 

nodded in the dark, 

mumbling, 

"I want to be me."

#vss365

from

https://justoneavatar.blogspot.com/2013/09/i-want-to-be-me.html

from 'The Scream Within'

 

He brushed dust from his clothes, tucked in his shirt, adjusted his underwear, zipped up, took out a #comb, combed his hair and mustache. 

I slipped. He turned. Saw me. Looked bored. Raised a finger to his lips. Walked away.

I saw a body near the unmarked grave then. 

#vss365

from

https://gatheredthoughts-swapna.blogspot.com/2010/05/scream-within.html

 

powerless

 

On that powerless night,

The kids waited for the zombies

The elders had let loose.

A trench full of explosives

Around, the fuse in hand,

Ready to kill evil at first sight.

Nearly.

“Where’s the #matchbox?”

“Next to the candle.”

“And, where’s that?”

“In the water tank.”

#vss365

Lost

 

The blue or the green?

Lost on a #remote island,

No thought of love, war.

#vss365

#haiku #senryu ?

from 'Gutter Talk'

 

Satya found a suitable girl through the classified in the newspaper. His folks were there to protest.

‘You are too young,’ they said. 

‘You are challenging fate.’ 

‘If there is no love, death might not strike,’ some #shrewd voices said.

#vss365

from

https://justoneavatar.blogspot.com/2013/10/gutter-talk.html

dark mood

 

I'm not the #garden type,

More the wild n free,

It's nice to say such

With little to show,

Not even a mirage

Of an oasis.

Blame it on the mood,

Between the cloudburst 

And the burning heat,

It's tough to joke n laugh,

Not the time for truth,

I'm nothing, period.

#vss365

from 'Reunion'

 

"Allied forces calling #evil forces," he said from behind his pillows. "Surrender or face annihilation, rocket-head."

"You'll see Hell, chicken-livered carrot-top!" she said building her own barricade.

The pillows remained intact but the bed crumbled with a loud crack.

#vss365

from

https://justoneavatar.blogspot.com/2018/05/reunion.html

Caveat stulte

 

"Swaps, I had a dream. My love drowns right here.”

“Nightmare, you mean.”

“Oh no, to give her a gentle push is the sweetest #toil. Why are you moving away?”

“Arj, this is all because I used the word equalize in last night’s Scrabble, huh?”

“Cheater.”

“Caveat stulte.”

#vss365

strayed a little

 

In primary 3, I strayed a little and gave my first love poem to Josephine rather than Swapna. 

I must have had this #urge to share my love. 

Swapna seemed formidable with her forehand. 

Josephine smiled and held my hand. That's all I wanted from love. Then. 

And now?

#vss365

from

https://justoneavatar.blogspot.com/2011/12/exposure.html

bemused wonder

 

The first #sprout of love,

Greeted with bemused wonder.

She deserved better.

#vss365

#haiku #senryu ?

🥹

retribution

 

Long ago, I prayed 

For #divine retribution. 

Oh yes, it hit me.

#vss365

#haiku #senryu ?

🙃

the parasite

 

It was #fertile ground for opportunistic racism to take root, a parasite feeding on minds confused by economic turmoil, spreading in the guise of nationalism or religion or some supremacist stupidity. 

We joked about it, only to each other, that it felt like home. 

#vss365

from

https://justoneavatar.blogspot.com/2013/12/touch.html

Infidelity is not a dirty word

 

Infidelity is not a dirty word.

It sounds like one to you.

How we hated the wronged one.

How we coped with the #chaos. 

Our love/lust was the true one.

You disliked us for finding a better life.

How you smirked, judged and executed.

How irreverent we were to you god.

#vss365

The day I became invisible

 

I fell in love 

The day I became invisible 

In more ways than visual.

No, that's not an excuse,

I tried to explain to her

In every way unscoffable.

It can't be a coincidence,

She said looking through me

In the way that #tends to be sole-searching.

#vss365

my wildest secret

 

#vss365

Never thought I would share my wildest secret in an online writing contest. Not just any #creation of my feverish mind.

Submitted it only on the last day.

Next day, I got to know my wife's one of the judges.

Something told me she knew about my entry.

That night,

1/2

sixty shades of grey

 

Are my memories

Of #temptation black and white?

Sixty shades of grey.

#vss365

#haiku #senryu ?

Let's not touch the bad

 

Life's tough on this #coast,

A noose waiting for the fall.

Let's not touch the bad.

#vss365

#haiku #senryu ?

guilt

 

I got into trouble 

Feeling guilty

Not about what I was accused of

It's something worse

That I had to think about

If I had thought

About lesser matters

Life would have had fewer

Troubles #descending 

Upon the bemused.

#vss365

To yawn or not to yawn

 

Books and movies taught me how not to murder.

The brilliance of the act or investigation and twists in the tale are such boring tropes.

I rely on simple boring methods.

My work avoids #cadence and emotion. 

To yawn or not to yawn. 

That's the only question in life.

#vss365

from 'Bumpkin'

 

I got my rural calling one dreary city morn. 

I phoned Hosappan. 

My decision to #shift to the village was dismissed with “Bah!” 

The second call got thoughtful silence. 

On the third, 

“Are you sure you want to live here?” he asked. “Haven’t you seen ‘Straw Dogs’?”

#vss365

from

https://justoneavatar.blogspot.com/2016/10/bumpkin.html

misunderstood

 

"Class, give me examples of misunderstood lines. Arjun?"

"I was devastated when I understood Frost's 'The #Road Not Taken'. Made me give up on individualism."

"Extreme. Swapna?"

"I choose, 'Wherefore art thou, Arjun?'"

"You mean Romeo?"

"Why is HE Arjun?"

"Cruel."

#vss365

from 'Confessions...'

 

My kids are #turning out to be like their parents. 

My girl keeps diaries full of poems, essays and hopeless longing. My boy needs recognition from time to time. 

I envy them at times. They have no excuse not to love. They have tried. I can see the bruises. 

#vss365

from

https://discardedthoughts-swapna.blogspot.com/2010/01/confessions-of-lady-next-door-from.html

from 'Snapshots'

 

The past isn’t what it used to be.

Comrades-in-arms walking along—

A half-truth: I walked, they did not.

The future will be what it won’t be.

In ashes or dementia, the best bets.

Strife and penury, there’s #momentum there.

Now, the present isn’t what it is, is it?

#vss365

from

https://newnonentities.blogspot.com/2020/09/snapshots.html

hero in an epic

Most days, I wake up as a hero in an epic.

Gods are villains, love's one helluva business,

Friends are expendable, with a murder or two,

#Headwinds are a must, as for handicaps, 

It's an Achilles heel from head to toe.

The other days,

I'm the villain, 

Life's the same.

#vss365

 

the endless game

 

Am I the voyeur at the Lovers' Park?

Dreaming of being the lover with you?

I need not answer such questions.

With no answer when you had to go.

To #depart with no arrival- 

That's my Lady Luck's endless game.

#vss365

from 'Trouble at the Wedding'

 

We retired to our bedroom. 

She cornered the best part of the bed.  She feigned sleep. When I touched her,  she snarled, ‘Don’t you dare!’ 

On my uneven side of the bed, resigned to #conquer on another date, I fell asleep immediately. That infuriated her even further.

#vss365

from

https://justoneavatar.blogspot.com/2012/01/trouble-at-wedding.html

from 'Inconsequential'

 

He exhibited his skills, or lack of it, with his stiletto knife. ‘Operation successful but #patient died,’ he quipped at the end of the five finger fillet. He was joking. The man was only nearly dead but a bloody mess.

I've used his services a few times over the years. 

#vss365

from

https://justoneavatar.blogspot.com/2011/01/inconsequential.html

Yesterday, I slept with my love

 

Yesterday, I slept with my love –

I made love the way I want to

Clinging #unabashed,

The clock stopped ticking

I could love the way I want to;

Tomorrow, I might end it all –

A minor matter,

An inconvenience,

Thoughtless

Without epitaph;

Today, I will smile at it.

#vss365

from

https://justoneavatar.blogspot.com/2011/03/time-flows-both-ways.html

Meh! Bah!

 

"Life without you..."

"Is like electricity without #magnetism."

"Is like a G-string without the string."

"Is like a topological defect that's escaped into a higher dimension."

"Is like beating around the bush without getting to the point."

"Arj! Meh!"

"Bah! Swaps!"

#vss365

from 'The One That Stood Out'

 

Lush landscape contrasted with brutal war, birth of society in graveyard towns, love’s #embrace in death’s company.

There was an out of focus photo of a mother with a baby. 

"We had been marching for days. Mama was killed 2 days later," the artist said. "I survived." 

#vss365

from

https://justoneavatar.blogspot.com/2013/06/the-one-that-stood-out.html

the bookmark

 

"What did you do?" she asked after describing her lovely vacation.

"I wrote a story."

"Can I read it?"

He gave her the love story that did not seem like a love story. 

He placed a piece of paper instead of the bookmark with a photo of a boy giving a #rose to a girl. 

#vss365

from

https://gatheredthoughts-swapna.blogspot.com/2013/07/love-stories-in-berlin.html

what do I get?

 

"Will you marry me, Swaps?"

"Why?"

"What why?"

"What do I get?"

"Get?"

"Do you promise fun and #frolic?"

"No."

"Security--via brain or brawn?"

"No."

"Ah! Rhetorical question, huh?"

"So, I shouldn't try it with other ladies, huh?"

"Arj, my love, please don't."

#vss365

from 'Torture'

 

"Have you ever been tortured?"

"Beaten black and blue. Hating it more when they pause. You try to look them in the eye, to show #defiance, to beg for mercy. You try to pray. If you are lucky, you get time to curse. You know it will continue. No saviour, no miracle."

#vss365

from

https://justoneavatar.blogspot.com/2012/03/torture.html

from 'Being Bad'

 

"Appa, have you ever been really bad?" 

Can I tell her the truth?  No.

That’s part of love. Hiding, or just not #revealing.

One has to be ready, though. The bad has the habit of revealing itself, like a dead body escaping weights and shackles to resurface in a pond.

#vss365

from

https://justoneavatar.blogspot.com/2013/05/being-bad.html

forget the only memory I wish to remember

 

"I used to wake up knowing he would be looking at me, #tenderly, lovingly. That’s all we wanted.

I didn’t listen when he foretold doom.

When I heard about what he did, I hated myself more than I had to hate him. 

I had to forget the only memory I wish to remember."

#vss365

from

https://gatheredthoughts-swapna.blogspot.com/2010/05/scream-within.html

Just testing

 

"You don't #swoon over me." 

"Are you ok?"

"I need to be pampered."

"Swaps, wake up!"

"Did you pour water over me?"

"Let's go to a hospital."

"Oh, shut up, Arj!"

"The stuff you said in your sleep."

"Scary?"

"Definitely not you."

"Ah! Just testing."

"Idiot!"

#vss365

but...

 

I'm a #supercilious 

and bitter bore

but not when I bow

To the hues of eventide

but it ain't enough

to be worthy of love

But there's hope

when I'm not me 

before your smiling eyes.

#vss365

upside world

 

In this upside world

With water above concrete,

Waive self-appraisal.

#vss365

#haiku #senryu ?

a bit too late

 

This #apprehension,

When the beach has gone under,

Is a bit too late.

#vss365 

#haiku #senryu ?

from 'Michael Corleone'

 

Her marriage lasted 24 hours. She was r@ped by her husband. She nearly killed him that night. 

When her son was born, she asked herself:

Will the beast/#villain stay away? Will it return through her kid? Will it be murder then?

#vss365

ps. That's from my short story 'Michael Corleone' (I've not been writing--managed this one 7 months back):

https://justoneavatar.blogspot.com/2026/04/michael-corleone.html

a critical system

 

Society is like a sand-pile, 

at its angle of repose, 

a critical system. 

Add one small #grain of sand,

good or bad, and that might start 

avalanches of varying sizes.

#vss365

from

https://newnonentities.blogspot.com/2010/10/itihasa-of-integral-part.html

from 'After the Kiss'

 

She kept her eyes closed. I closed mine too. It wasn’t much of a kiss. That’s how Jojo’s mother found us.

After that, we met only in the open. I stopped #pulling her hair and slapping her back. She stopped holding my hand.

#vss365

from my short story:

https://justoneavatar.blogspot.com/2013/06/after-kiss.html

from 'I miss comepetition'

 

The year we fell in love, the topic for the Annual Debate was communism.

I spoke like Che for communism. My guide at that time was Ayn Rand. 

She spoke with great fervour against communism. I saw her #clench her fist behind her back, her nails drawing her own blood. 

#vss365

from

https://newnonentities.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-miss-competition.html

short story mode

 

When I shifted from the #novel to the short story mode, it was for maximum pleasure from a minimal episode. 

The irrelevant is so passé. Chapter two means leave.

My partner agrees. 

I've been buried alive. 

Why? 

The foreplay err hook captured nothing but a yawn. 

#vss365

comic relief

 

“Swaps, you are an incorrigible #fiend.”

“What have I done now, Arj?”

“Why did you tell Laks I love her?”

“She was in need of some comic relief.”

“How am I a joke as a lover?”

“Do you want my treatise on that?”

#vss365

the all-consuming worry

 

#vss365

“Why are you against relationships?”

“To avoid the all-#consuming worry of being taken to the cleaners.”

“Find the one you can trust.”

“That’s not a natural trait of human beings.”

“Find the unnatural one.”

“The good don’t come free.”

“True. Time up. Credit card?”

the forbidden

 

Ok, I admit. 

I was a strait-laced idiot.

Then, love came along.

Rule became: break rules.

That's an aphrodisiac. 

The #forbidden? LOL.

When we said, "Made plans!", 

The haphazard came along.

But, the high remains.

#vss365

#haiku #senryu ?

deadfall

 

My mind, the #deadfall,

Breaks the back of love and hope.

All for greater good.

#vss365

#haiku #senryu ?

honeymoon with mother-in-law

 

#vss365

Trouble started when I took my #mother-in-law on a honeymoon trip.

She was supposed to go to the west, around the Thar desert, in search of gods.

Those gods had the better idea of packing her off, with us, to Goa.

For more on that, try:

https://justoneavatar.blogspot.com/2013/02/to-whomsoever-it-may-concern.html

recurring nightmare

 

"I've this recurring nightmare. I'm unprepared for an exam. I stare blankly at the question paper. Breathless."

"I've noticed that whenever my mother visits, when you forget our anniversary, even when we try to..."

"Didn't Freud say that's part of #falling in love?"

#vss365

needleinahaystack

 

I got married last Friday. 

Here, those who don’t #gamble on the cliff, use the dating site needleinahaystack dot com.

We must have been the only ones with the following on our bio: ‘Do not believe in love.’

That’s a lot like burning all the hay to find the needle.

#vss365

on the cliff

 

In Kadalil, weddings take place at #midnight on the day of the New Moon. 

At the 'SueZed' point on the cliff.

In pitch darkness.

The lucky get another's; the unlucky get the chosen; and, those guided by premonition or bad body odour give a shove to remain a free bird.

#vss365

'wondrous'

 

There are words that remind me 

Of a past long forgotten.

I wish I knew why '#wondrous'

Became a word I avoided.

Did I call it archaic

Or did it seem juvenile?

I'm not really ashamed 

To say I used it a lot back then.

#vss365

Has poetry taught you anything

 

"Has poetry taught you anything?"

"A pal loved my love poem 'The Story of Swapna'. Got #immersed in it. He wanted to be Swapna."

"Sweet."

"Then, I showed it to Swapna. She yawned." 

"Cruel."

"Yes, it's cruel to realise one can't trust people who love your poetry."

#vss365

For the sake of completeness, this is the last part of that old love pome 'The Story of Swapna'.

Yes, the one that will make you yawn. 🙃

https://discardedthoughts-swapna.blogspot.com/2009/07/his-story-epilogue-to-her-1991.html

What will you remember when a life ends

 

#vss365

What will you remember

When a life ends

After the guests are gone

With stories of valiant deeds

Nice false notes that #linger

Till the dishes are washed wiped

Will you dream

With another’s face

With memories

Suitably mummified

Best not to know

What you will remember.

from

https://justoneavatar.blogspot.com/2011/05/remembrances.html

erased

 

How can I forget 6/6/'26?

Last day I saw my reflection in a mirror. The day I lost my shadow.

It's hardly comforting everyone's facing the same predicament.

Ghosts and live ones interchangeable.

AI overdose. #Betrayal of the Gods. The old headlines about the erased.

#vss365

from 'Oddity IV'

 

A canvas for the mind – that be life –

No marred margin mourned and gilded edge shorn;

Labour be so, too – through joy or strife –

By whim or #intent it’s coloured, shaded or torn.

#vss365

from

https://discardedthoughts-swapna.blogspot.com/2009/10/oddity-iv.html

from 'Virgin Territory'

 

We used to play volleyball and badminton. The rivalry was #feral at times. 

Was it because I thought she deserved better than her lover?

Was it because of the kiss?

Was it because I lied when she asked me, "Are you in love with me?"?

#vss365

from

https://newnonentities.blogspot.com/2020/02/virgin-territory.html

barren

 

I have forgotten 

How to save a #barren life.

Blank stare at sunset. 

#vss365

#haiku #senryu

We were so young then

 

I nearly cherished those moments, when friendship with its vagueness and #fleeting companionship seems comfortable.

Then, the past entered. I brought it up. Or, she did. 

"We were so young then," she said. "We have to talk about it. Get it off our chest."

Did I laugh?

#vss365

from

https://justoneavatar.blogspot.com/2012/02/dates.html

they don't even mention your name

 

"They don't even mention your #name," she said.

The invisible, even the homeless, aren't so. 

Life at the end of the spectrum of nothingness.

"Why do you love me then?" I said.

Two small black clouds never to be noticed,

Bid adieu to those who will remember the bright sky.

#vss365

Remembering Camilleri

 

It is so hot and depressing. 

That's supposed to be the excuse for posting non-fiction under #vss365. 

‘Actually, if one really thought about it, the television had been presenting the same news stories for years; the only things that changed were the #names: the #names of the towns in which the events were occurring and the #names of the people involved. But the substance was always the same.’

That's from Andrea Camilleri. Here's an old review/fan-drool of his Montalbano series:

https://newnonentities.blogspot.com/2010/07/if-you-think-you-are-old-read-this-or.html

from 'The Big E'

 

On a hot summer afternoon, she was near climax when a brilliant idea struck him like the clichéd bolt of #lightning. 

He interrupted the act to work on it. He read it to her once he was finished. 

"Brilliant," she muttered. 

Next time, "You and your bloody Eureka..."

#vss365

from

https://justoneavatar.blogspot.com/2015/06/the-big-e.html

They can't handle that

 

When they found me on top of a coconut tree:

The waning gibbous grinned,

"They are going to blame it on me,

#Lunar eclipse of the mind & what-not.

Tell them the truth, my love."

I chuckled,

"They can't handle that, my dear.

In fact, nothing will stop their abuse."

#vss365

from 'In Between'

 

“If another person stepped in, and there is minimal change in routine, will you even notice the death of a loved one?” he said.

She walked away without reply. 

That night, alone, when she sobbed, "You ass, I guess you will say, nice try to contact the #psychopomp."

#vss365

from my short story 'In Between':

https://justoneavatar.blogspot.com/2016/05/in-between.html

Hannah Bell Lecter

 

“Do you have pets?”

“No. Why?”

“I don’t date ladies with pets.”

“History?”

“First love fed me to her #wolves. Then, married one with piranha.”

“Good to have you intact.”

“My pleasure. I’m Arjun.”

“I’m Lecter. Hannah Bell Lecter. Great to have a friend for dinner.”

#vss365

from 'A Beautiful Morn'

 

The early morning sun threw colours at everything; the green-brown river lazed reflected, the bridge stretching waking over it, the #fishing boats scratched its top.

“Beautiful, isn’t it?” he muttered to himself.

“Yes, it is.”

She was not smiling, but her eyes were. 

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from

https://justoneavatar.blogspot.com/2016/01/a-beautiful-morn.html

When we kissed

 

“Desire like unruly #seafoam

Drowned me when you kissed,”

Her words I can’t forget.

Not sure what I did right.

Not sure what she meant.

Creative change? 

Or rejection?

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Do I really want to know what you are thinking?

 

Do I really want to know what you are thinking?

Let's assume those are good lies to remain calm in this #sink-hole.

Not like ex-lovers fantasising with fiction dressed up as truth.

Like lonely kids ready to hide a tear for a game or to avert death.

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sing along

 

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(#sing along)

There are too many politicians in my family.

There is one.

He stood for election once.

He got two votes.

His mother, wife, son or daughter?

Or all?

Who betrayed him?

That remains an unsolved mystery.

[Chorus]

There are too many politicians in my family.

There is one.

There are too many lawyers in my family.

There is one.

There are too many doctors in my family.

There is one.

There are too many bureaucrats in my family.

There are none.

from

https://justoneavatar.blogspot.com/2018/04/sing-along.html