The Mad Hatter, #NapoWrimo24, Promp24, Humour


witch

 

Epilogue

(Encounter with the Witch)

Oho you think it is easy to pen a poem with humour

Oho you think it is easy at this dark hour?

Oho you think it is easy to subdue power?

The power to invoke pain and pathos

And compose poems with lousy bathos.

 

Yes, that is the exact emotion

Yes, that is the exact notion

Yes, that is the  throbbing sting

Oh , funny song, I really cannot sing.

 

And, then the muse arrived,

Near that goblin’s colony

By the side of Gringots

She arrived with a jhola and colourful pots.

 

She was wearing a big black gown

With a floral design and patches of brown

She was approaching like a Hippo

Eyebrows like electric wires with a frown

She unlocked the broom from Jhola’s Zippo.

 

She swooshed it towards me,

I was on my way, I was about to flee..

Sannata appeared and I lost my hosh.

 

I saw her, the big bad witch

She asked me to get up , “ Uthe bosh”

She offered me some pukish food known as Paneer Mutter

As if it was from the roadside Haryana Dhaba, gutter

Hey! Witch, I am a bong, get this thing out of my sight

You know magic, give me a fish, I want a bite

Oho, you want me to convert into a vegetarian

Oh, this baniya effect, all because of dhoklaterian…

Fish is my birthright, I need it right now.

 

She swooshed the broom

Darkness entered upon the room

And, I saw her in her full glory

The witch was beautiful, not at all dark and gory

She was wearing a big big hat

Unlike pop-culture, she was not thin, but cute and fat

Her face reminded me of my babe

Will tell you about her, once I am out of this cave.

 

Witch was having a red red pan,

That was betel leaf., understand the pun.

She said, “ I heard that you scribble about pain

I heard that you scribble about blood and gore

Dude, you are nothing but a big big bore

With the wand in hand …

I condemn you to write about the positive vibes

I condemn you to write about the brighter vibes

I condemn you to write about laughter and humour

I condemn you to write about all things bright

From now on, no more darkness, it should be happy and full of fun.

………………………………….The End……………………..(now the poem)

And it was the end of my dark era, here is my first poem about the Witch in Black with a colourful Hat, named it Mad Hatter.

 

sud

Mad Hatter

The real Mad Hatter..

The real sarcasm Shutter..

One who provides puns with Butter

Offers the brat, a dish of Paneer Mutter

She excavates humour from life’s gutter

More power to the savage Mad Hatter.

May you grow healthy, fat and fatter

You are a true blue entertainer.

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