Two biscuits
Sat in
A tin
Quiet
Afraid to
Be eaten...
If we
Remain
Silent
We will1
Survive
Won't that
Be grand
Instead
Of being
Eaten?
One said
To the
Other
In barely
Above
A whisper.
It's companion
Nodded
But asked
What if
They shake
This tin
And find
Us out?
Then they
Will surely
Have us
No doubt!
True, true!
Let's cling
Fast to the
Tin
So we don't
Jostle and
Move.
It was settled!
A short
While
Went by...
The smell
Of tea
Brewed already
Reached
The two...
Oh
To have
Dip
And a sip
Of that
Excellent
Drink!
Both exclaimed
In unison
Thus causing
A racket
Inside
The tin.
Soon
They were
Found
Out
Dipped in
Tea
And eaten!
FREDERIKA MENEZES
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