Naughty Poems – Long and Short

The vendor

The Vendor.

The street corner showed a glitter,
The mobile shop selling hot fritter!

The thronging crowd made me jitter,
The shop was so close to the gutter!

The shop owner was a betel spitter,
His assistant a ground-squatter!

The cashier used his pen & jotter,
The hot oil did all over splatter!

The sale today seemed to be hotter,
The crowd did not mind the litter!

Had they really been any smarter,
They would avoid the illness later!

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