Conversation with Santa

Santa: buri... go and get your beedis now... it's all clear for you now!

No physiotherapy and hysiotherapy for SANTA CLAUS ever!!!!!!

Wherever Santa goes these days

He finds Genie people everywhere!!!

At half past six Lila appears

On 25th and disappears forever

As the Chief Justice

Asks for her immediate arrest!!!

Lila is taken to the dungeons

To meet Mr Dastoor

Where she confesses to kissing

At least 20 other men on the lips

To prove she wants to be married

To the right man...

And HAM! OH HAM!

Where art thou?

The hams get her

And she falls down

For all the food and money and gold

She has ever stolen she pays

A hefty price

Ensure Santa and his men!

Victory for Hercules!!!

Lila doesn't cook or fook or look

By Doel Sengupta

Lila cuts a Lily for Dj's birthday

And sits and cries loudly:

"God please save me!"

God screams out:

"LILA DON'T COOK OR FOOK OR LOOK

AND DON'T SEPARATE TEAM NOLAN

FOR YOUR OWN GOATS!!!!

You have a lot of chutzpah

These days with direct

Access to Luchi Fuchi

But you won't be allowed

Dear fiend to ever cook or fook or look

Again after what you did to Hemlata yesterday!

The Army is chasing you now

And off to the dungeons you go!!!"

The Chief Justice wears his loom

And calls you to the quarter tree

Asking: "How much do you really cook,

Fook or look?!" And all liars

To the quotes

Are taken to the dungeons for examination!!!"

And The Queen HAS WON ALL HER CASES

IN HEAVEN BY SEVEN!!!!

Navee dovee kavi no more

By Doel Sengupta

Navee was a very shit guy

Who died because

He lost the dove's rights..

He wanted to kill every animal,

And stole from all

Poems and intellectual things...

Not a poet!!!!

A criminal he was

And crime has been

Abolished from Paradise at last!!!

The plants they bloom

And sprout about

Like my glass kettle's shiny spout

And Sudee dies a brutal death

As Lila confesses she has

Lost the bet made with

Santa Claus such a long time ago

And we are now four

Monarchs ruling the Universe

As Hemlata writes Sudee a curse

And sweet little mangoes drop from

Heaven clear and the Army

Ah! They have quenched

Their thirst!

Modelley is dead for all eternity

By Doel Sengupta 6.06 pm 28.2.2026

Modelley all a model of clay

As all the other models of ash and hay

Lie dead this moment in a field

For screaming: "FIGHT FOR THE PHARISEES

OR I SAY IT'S HERESY....

DEAD I AM WITH DOOMEETILL."

LYING DEAD IN A COTTON MILL

AND NOW THE GRASSES

SCREAM AND SWAY

And say: "Hey the Queen has won

Her bet! 

Every being at immortality leapt...

Sweet dignity is restored to Santa

And his sweet Robin men."

The glass kettle

By Doel Sengupta

The glass kettle stirring hot

Never shakes and has its metal pot

And at its stout cherries bloom

The unbreakable script is on the dune

And very soon very soon

The glass kettle whistles:

"I AM UNBREAKABLE OH GOD,

HOW DOST THEE MANUFACTURE

MY SNORT... AS I WHISTLE

AND PEOPLE GLOOM

I STIR AND WHISTLE

EVERY NOON...

WHY DOST THEE NOT

TAKE ME HOME

TO THE QUEEN AS A LOVER

GONE COLD....

I BREW HOT TEA FOR THE 

PHARISEES AND MAGIC

GETS ME BY HALF PAST THREE!!!!"

VICTORY IS MY NAME! VICTORY IS THY NAME!

Journal 28.2.2026 8.02 pm a dream

Dear Journal, 

I had a dream that something was going to happen at 11.30 am.

Some lady entered the house in the morning and shouted at me that there should not be a drop of water in the house.

I am absolutely safe.

I want hubbard home.

I am feeling:

Happy 

Under a lot of pressure

I want a job.

Love,

Me.

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