Yo tummy,
Why hungry,
Yo tummy,
Why these rats within,
For you know,
I feed you,
As time come near.

Yo tummy,
Mine with six bumps,
And most of around,
With double decked cheesy layer,
Yo tummy,
Like a chameleon,
You change,
From person to person.

Yo tummy,
Most controlled by you,
Live and die,
To fulfill you.

Yo tummy,
Why you do tum-tum,
After fast foods and rum!

Yo tummy,
Please sleep a little,
For other works,
Needs to be finished,
Although you say,
First me then the other.

P.S: Thank you and deep gratitude for reading my poems. It’s a newly discovered talent in me, maybe not rhyming and good enough, but I found poetry is the best medium to express our emotions. And that’s the reason I started writing them, it frees up my mind, relaxes me, and the creative expression is deeply fulfilling. I mostly write with my feelings and experience, and not to fill the word limit, so have to include these lines in every poem as they are shorter than one one-fifty words to publish. Accept my gratitude (although I don’t have much).

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