Recruiting Agency Poem by nimal dunuhinga

I met her the directress Elsie early in the morning.
'Amigo! Long time no see and where were you? '
'Went to the Moon' I said angrily.
'That sounds good and there are some vacancies in the hell
And they require some moon experiences.'
'Please send me there as here they never give me a job.' I begged
'Get ready it takes less than a week to process the Visa.'
'I have a problem about the language.'
'Not to worry and where are you from? '
'Sri Lanka.'
'Then it's O.K. there are lot of your old politicians work there voluntarily
And you are familiar with the dialect, one thing you have to get the vaccination anti-rabies before mingling.'
I took the yellow card and walked towards the Health Department.
And I found myself in the toilet after the strange dream.