A short poem of Business .I wrote this in 90's.You can see the innocent way of my poem being reflected.
SHORT STORY
“CREAMS is my business”, a fat stern man said
To his daily customers as he fed
I started when I was eighteen
And a very good sales man I had been
At that time my shop was very small
And for the people I have to go and call
I have suffered much in those days
Struggling to call people in every way
I, at twenty, married a lady named Ham buck
When she came, she carried with her luck
We two worked hard to live
And now we have enough food and money to give
This is my short time story to say
To all people who come in my way
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