NafisaSB

The helpless victim

When all of a sudden my mom called me
To go and prepare some hot boiling tea.
Shaking myself out of my reverie
I was still thinking of the mystery that the detective would unveil cleverly
I got up, and was walking out through the sitting room door
When suddenly I heard a deafening roar
We all rushed to the place as if running to catch a train
And were trying to solve the meaning of the howl in our brain
When we reached the spot where the helpless victim lay
We were astounded and found nothing much to say
Since the cause of that person’s plight before us lay
It was just a lizard he had spotted in the hay
And this had scared the daylights off the poor man
And had made him almost hit the ceiling fan;
Whilst we, sizing up the situation, began to soundly laugh
And almost feared our stomachs would break up in half….