The Knock-Knock Poem
Please knock before entering
Knock knock!
Whos there?
It’s me?
Me who?
Your friend Pooh!
I don't have any friend named Pooh
Oops! Isn’t this 15, Park Avenue?
Nope, this is 15, Park Annehew.
Oh, sorry to disturb you.
No worries Pooh.
Can I at least get a glass of water?
Sure there’s a lake, three blocks after.
That's so rude of you.
Run before I cook you for my menu.
Okay at least tell me your name.
I am not Winnie if that's what you mean.
Haha, you're funny though, I like it.
Hehe, your ass is still shitty though, go bite it.
Alright, alright I am going
Oh, I cannot control my happiness from showing.
I wish you good luck in the future.
Sure if you manage to survive the devilish butcher!
The above poem is just a fun fictional conversation between two strangers. BTW, you should never allow strangers into your house, not even for water. Okay. That’s the only moral I have to offer. Take care and goodbye. :P
Bhavna Narula, 2021.
