Feets tired …
But they prefer walking.
Lips dried..
But they prefer talking.
Eyes made a childish glide..
Innocently as they slide.
A search beside blinding.
Face lied..
As they prefer looking.
Fingers polite..
Reciting disorder.
Nervous tremble..
Voices mumble..
Tiring blends..
Trying offends.
Once or twice it pretends..
Soon quenching the thirst..
With a sudden outburst.
Getting wet..
The walk gets slippery..
As washed off is the spider web..
And the stuck wasp fled freely.


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