It was put nicely to me
Gave cool treatment in free
“Everything will be fine tomorrow”
I was told to sleep tight and go

I smiled at excuse
It was nearly amounting to refuse
Yet I believed in miracle
It was only way to avoid trouble

Many persons are good at making excuses
It may be fine blend of promises
It shall make you to part with
Even though you are clever and armed with intelligence

They are gifted with oratory words
They will promise nice tomorrow to look forward
With fine future and bright sun shine
For time being you will certainly feel fine

Such is talent from crocked people
They know how to wrest it from you with no struggle
You are tempted to fall in word power
As if to make you wet with wordy shower

But they loose at long run
It may provide little fun
But that shall offer them kick in near future
With loss of prestige and complete honor

hasmukh amathalal

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