Monday, April 28, 2008

Bengali Hunter's Revenge

Through the jongole I am went
On shooting Tiger I am bent,
Boshtaard Tiger has eaten wife
No doubt I will avenge poor darling's life,
Too much quiet, snakes and leeches
But I not fear these sons of beeches,
Hearing loud noise I am jumping with start
But noise is coming from damn fool's heart,
Taking care not to be fright
I am clutching rifle tight with eye to sight,
Should Tiger come I will shoot and fall him down
Then like hero return to native town,
Then through trees I am espying one cave
I am telling self - "Bannerjee be brave",
I am now proceeding with too much care
From far I smell this Tiger's lair,
My leg shaking, sweat coming, I start pray
I think I will shoot Tiger some other day,
Turning round I am going to flee
But Tiger giving bloody roar spotting Bengalee,
He bounding from cave like footballer Pele
I run shouting "Kali Ma tumi kothay gele",
Through the jongole I am running
With Tiger on my tail closer looming,
I am a telling that never in life
I will risk again for my damn wife!!!!

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