Mr.:-
Do you know me?
I am a dude,
That’s what they find me,
Falling to my wicked schemes!
Miss.:-
I am innocent,
I am sweet,
Guys chase me,
As if I am enigmatic queen!
Mr.:-
All you need is
To shout it loud,
I am the victim,
I intended only good!
Miss.:-
My part of act,
Is a masterstroke
I cry for others,
This is what I make them believe!
Mr.:-
Didn’t you guess?
My grandiose plans,
I garner sympathy,
From the weaker clans!
Faking is an art,
Where I am the king,
I cry foul,
Playing with emotions,
Is my favorite song!
Miss.:-
Ha-ha, you are smart
But I am smarter,
I say, I am selfish,
Which they don’t believe,
And in the game of mind,
I force them to act kind!
I have found,
Crib and complain,
And people become your fan!
Mr.:-
My fake talent is my key,
I dump the persons, who love me,
I am adept at hide and seek,
Don’t you bet?
You can be ditched!
Miss.:-
We seem perfect
For each other,
Let’s fake the love bubble,
Till that time,
We will be couple!
Mr. & Miss:-
That is a deal,
Let’s come together,
And we cheat others,
You see,
We are a pair made in heaven!
Destined to betray,
And wretched existence divine!
Saturday, 29 December 2007
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