Prescription-1 Poem by SRIRANJI ARATISANKAR

Golden opportunity for the dumpy fellowes
To increase hight.
A very simple medicine be used
It's quite true a fellow with short-hight often be littled
Often feel depressed.
Can't extene hands to the moon
Couldn't marry tall lanky girl
Wife of a dumpy sometimes embarrassed
Walking by the side of her husband.
All such problems would be vanished like camphor.
Here is the ideal medicine of anti-dwarfish.

What to do?

Nothing but a dumpy have to swallow
A mountain (preferably The Himalaya)
In empty stomach before going to bed at night

Waking up in the morning himself would be surprised
His head crossed the touchline of the sky.