Poor Mom bought for him, <br />he has sold all to a second hand book-shop. <br />Algebra, Physics, Chemistry, Biology, Zoology, <br />McMilan's World Atlas and et cetera., <br />He hurried to a Pub for a tranquilizer. <br />On his way he memorized the gypsy palm reader <br />who was at the book-maker's stall. <br />One day read his palm and told <br />'definitely you will be a professor in a college'. <br />After a few gulps, while he was returning home <br />passing the university, <br />all of a sudden shouted in the public <br />'where is the professor? <br />Oh! my poor mom's professor'. <br /> <br /> <br />to my friend Max Reif.<br /><br />nimal dunuhinga<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/man-in-hysterics/
