Snake In The Grass

S Sathya Narayana Sathya Narayana
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Mr. Rao was sitting in his front lawn He looked dull and worried 'I haven't mowed for a month' He said looking at the wild growth The lawn with its grass blades Some tall, some short looked to me Beautiful in its randomness 'There is some odd grace Even in indiscipline' I remarked 'There is a method in their madness' I laughed and winked at him He stared one long minute At his beloved lawn and said 'Ever heard the idiom' '….Snake in the grass! It was said About the lurking dangers inside Such unruly growth! Thanks To the indolent masters' He further cautioned, 'Walk over that ridge Alongside the compound wall And reach the verandah. God Knows! Some serpent might have got alert With our idiomatic talk, I mean idiotic talk' This time he laughed loudly Starting towards him, I stopped suddenly And turned back stating, 'I just remembered I have to go to my office, I left a lot To be mowed there. For too long Indolent I have been'

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