When i was a child and when i was <br />nobody in particular, my uncle had <br />told me a tale, the tale of a clever <br />little buddy; his name Nobody. <br /> <br />One day little Nobody was kidnapped <br />by one rogue, his name Somebody, <br />who kept him under his lock and key. <br /> <br />That night Nobody requested Somebody <br />to get him for his food a cucumber a knife <br />to peel, salt and powdered chilly to add in <br />quantity. <br /> <br />As he brought these things, Nobody blew <br />the powdered chilly onto Somebody’s eyes <br />powerfully and held him by his neck on the <br />edge of knife smartly. <br /> <br />Whereupon Somebody started yelling loudly <br />‘Nobody is killing me killing me! ’ his buddies <br />all heard laughed ignored and Nobody escaped <br />arrived home cucumber cool safely….<br /><br />Kesav Venkat Easwaran<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/cucumber-cool/
