Gokul Anand Deenan

(24-06-1990 / Madurai, Tamil Nadu, India)

Archaeological finds in Ancient Chennai


Date: 21-03-3024

Traces of ancient Chennai were found;
Thanks to the extensive use of plastic

We found a huge sheet depicting
A huge woman with a round face
The ancient text near-by suggests
She was the goddess, people worshiped

The dynasty that ruled Chennai was
The Chennai Super kings

Another sheet was unearthed;
An old man with a bald head
Text suggests he was a very famous
Jester in the court of Super Kings

Huge prisons were built in the outskirts
With several small cubicles in each floor
Each of which contained some boxes;
Could have been torture devices

Submitted: Tuesday, March 05, 2013
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