Irene blazed her wordy guns at Iyer’s accent
Iyer disdained to reply
He looked away and sniffed at the air
Asked, ‘Where is my thair sadam?’
The smile that lit Irene’s face
Equivalent to a thousand candles it was
She stopped, looked at him and
Decided to end the battle as it were
‘That my love, you’ll have to make
For yourself’, said she.
‘I intend to have my whisky first’
In married life continues Iyer and Irene's saga
2 comments:
Come on Iyer & Irene, you guys can always settle for "Oru Whisky, Oru Thayir Saadam!"
Google says did you mean Thai Saddam?
but what's Oru? little kya??
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