Sunday, February 6, 2011

विदूषक

विदूषकाला
येतो खोकला
म्हणतो ' मला
धरून बुकला !'

विदूषकाला
येतो ताप
म्हणतो 'गळ्यात
घाला साप !'

विदूषकाला
होते सर्दी :

'तोफखान्यात
द्या वर्दी;
नष्ट करीन
शत्रूंची गर्दी !'

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The Clown Gets Sick

The clown starts to
Cough and wheeze—
He cries, “Quick!
Lock me up, please!”

The clown comes down
With fever and chills—
He yells, “Put snakes
Around my frills!”

The clown now has
A runny nose—
“Send me to war,”
He proudly goes.
“I’ll blast the crowd,
Those sneezy foes!”


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