Naughty Boy Poem by Abdul Wahab

the night before yesterday
a boy about six or seven
from a country of far east
where holy waters meet
was disturbing a girl on net
the girl was an extra smart
anyhow she managed to catch
and dragged the boy on a roof
to teach him lesson for life
in anger and raze she dropped
from a height of about fifty feet
but with her wonders she saw
the naughty boy did not die at all
in his armpit he had bird's wings.