Good Old Kim Jong
Hey, everybody! I am kim Jong,
I am the ruler of my own kingdom.
Dicipline maintained like dumb Dom
He just doesn't seem like a dom.
Indeed he’s a Don.
Ohh really, he looks like chubby doll.
But he is busy on a call.
So let's go to next mall to buy new doll.
Where he crawls in the mall full of dolls, lol.
He was invited to every stall.
But folks refused to give him a doll.
And he floats, dull.
Now he got thrown out on the roads.
But the road is full of snow.
So he slipped with easy go.
Snow man got us glow.
And dumb Jong started to bloat.
So the dumb Jong took off his coat.
But Jong is so dumb he passed an abusive blow.
The air current got us below.
And just like that we went by flow.
Jong is completely Kong who understands only monk.
Thus Kong becomes funk,
with a head filled with snow.
But Jong is now thinking of something which happened long ago.
So he becomes sad and cursed his ego.
Then he meets his amigo.
Who still has a white flamingo.
But it still looks like akimbo.
But he feels like mo gembo.
To play the piano.
Does he even own a piano?
It's a secret as Jong doesn't even know.
But no one cared, so let's hit the boll.
The sol sobbed and roll.
And hit him in the face, poor Jong.
But wait! Our little jong wants to ding dong.
But it was night so he went home and rang the bell (ring rong).
It reminded him of his favourite song.
The melody never made him feel wrong.
Because it makes him feel strong.
And want to fly so long.
But a heavy weight he had to drag along.
Now he is feeling like King - Kong.
And the ground felt like his rage ring.
He hit his foes with one swing.
But it looks like none other than a zing.
And flapped his heavenly wings.
Just then, his body felt a ting.
And he's looking for something to cling.
And he made a little fling
Which caused the wind to sting.
Now our little Jong is searching for the missing string.
While having something to drink.
Then, he found the link
But he smells something that stinks.
He saw a ghost that was sweet enough to wink.
It also wore a pink mink.
I think it needs to see a shrink.
and it's where John feels like he is on a brink.
And finally the ghost, in the darkness, it sinks.
*Authors note - This Poem is a collaborative effort of 6 people namingly - Praveen, Tejas, Anonymous, Ladulal, Sor3h and Sheetal.
I hope you will like it, please drop your constructive feedbacks 😊.
#review #GCA #Comedy
Hey, everybody! I am kim Jong,
I am the ruler of my own kingdom.
Dicipline maintained like dumb Dom
He just doesn't seem like a dom.
Indeed he’s a Don.
Ohh really, he looks like chubby doll.
But he is busy on a call.
So let's go to next mall to buy new doll.
Where he crawls in the mall full of dolls, lol.
He was invited to every stall.
But folks refused to give him a doll.
And he floats, dull.
Now he got thrown out on the roads.
But the road is full of snow.
So he slipped with easy go.
Snow man got us glow.
And dumb Jong started to bloat.
So the dumb Jong took off his coat.
But Jong is so dumb he passed an abusive blow.
The air current got us below.
And just like that we went by flow.
Jong is completely Kong who understands only monk.
Thus Kong becomes funk,
with a head filled with snow.
But Jong is now thinking of something which happened long ago.
So he becomes sad and cursed his ego.
Then he meets his amigo.
Who still has a white flamingo.
But it still looks like akimbo.
But he feels like mo gembo.
To play the piano.
Does he even own a piano?
It's a secret as Jong doesn't even know.
But no one cared, so let's hit the boll.
The sol sobbed and roll.
And hit him in the face, poor Jong.
But wait! Our little jong wants to ding dong.
But it was night so he went home and rang the bell (ring rong).
It reminded him of his favourite song.
The melody never made him feel wrong.
Because it makes him feel strong.
And want to fly so long.
But a heavy weight he had to drag along.
Now he is feeling like King - Kong.
And the ground felt like his rage ring.
He hit his foes with one swing.
But it looks like none other than a zing.
And flapped his heavenly wings.
Just then, his body felt a ting.
And he's looking for something to cling.
And he made a little fling
Which caused the wind to sting.
Now our little Jong is searching for the missing string.
While having something to drink.
Then, he found the link
But he smells something that stinks.
He saw a ghost that was sweet enough to wink.
It also wore a pink mink.
I think it needs to see a shrink.
and it's where John feels like he is on a brink.
And finally the ghost, in the darkness, it sinks.
*Authors note - This Poem is a collaborative effort of 6 people namingly - Praveen, Tejas, Anonymous, Ladulal, Sor3h and Sheetal.
I hope you will like it, please drop your constructive feedbacks 😊.
#review #GCA #Comedy