To Bohemian

‘T is nice that you 're on the wall

A portrait, but you smile for my call

A watch I got as a gift

From Alan Rickman for a chairlift,

‘Ridiculous on your part’, you may say

Trust me, ‘t is no child’s play

Oh, sir, Will you please change your expression?

For I don’t want to lose my impression

Here’s the Lakshman Rekha (not) to be crossed

‘I doubted if I should ever come back’ says Robert Frost

What would be if it be all brawn and no brain?

Chaos will only clutter the traffic lane

And sorry, you are the father of two plus two

And it’s time now to bid adieu

Because I trust you’ll bring a welcome change

Or how else shall we go beyond the mountain range

I shall never be telling this with a sigh

For, I’m sure you’ll bell the cat in the blink of an eye.