Legitimate Drama
My singsong beloved grumbles; ' It's ridiculous and I feel giddy and nauseous in the morning.'
I said; 'Congratulations! Give me a strong boy.'
She was angry and fired me.
'Are you mad? How could I be conceived at this old age?
Don't you remember that we are not productive due to past surgeries? '
Then I said; 'Darling! Miracles could be happened on this mysterious Earth
And if a boy one day we could have send him for Presidential Election on this land of opportunity.'
* When I informed my daughters about Mom's sickness they are very happy and confirmed this could be their dream brother.
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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