Unfair Poem by Dorothy Sinha

Red socks and red shoes, loafing in a fair
Enjoying delicacies, savoring my share
Girls with sugar candies, flowers in their hair
Giggling women selling their fare

Towering atop a Ferris Wheel
I let out a delighted squeal
The world below, tiny and small
A different angle, each rise and fall

The weather -cool and breezy
Yet the merry- go-round made me dizzy
I gulped down a bottle of frizzy
With a cake - bit cheesy

After I shot a few balloons
The girls began to swoon
When the sky lit up with moon
The crooner began to croon

Behold! my grandpa with dhoti tucked
At his sight, I quickly ducked
Was caught by a chowkidar who poked his stick
Yet I ran away in a flick

But slipped and fell in a heap of dung
Got up, slipped again, far was flung
My shirt dusty, grime clung
In sleep, a mockingbird sung!

Helpless, I plunged into a pool
Its water sweet and cool
Splashed into my eyes, Oh! what a fool!
Finally woke up, it was time for school