A Day 'on' the beach, I hope not!

What better way to start a new blog than with a poem. Many, smartasses might say, but this is what I have got.
So here it goes, this is dedicated to all my fellow NITRKL students, especially the ones involved with NITRUTSAV 2KX.
I have been told that this poem apparently upholds ancient Norwegian poetic traditions, something like skidjee or fiitjee. Anyway, that was never my intention, and my sincere apologies to all Norwegian poets turning in their frozen graves.
This one is deicated to Rourkela's only beach.( You won't find it on Google Maps)

The resemblance to you know who is absolutely uncanny, wouldn't you say.

PIAB.

Perhaps it is not too late,
Reason at last will be seen.
Amongst all this Wonderland like situations,
Mad Hatter will be victorious.
Alice would come to save us all,
Never would our merriment be cut short again.
I pray everyday for this holy rain, when,
Kites will fly again.
Is it too much to ask?
Success, in lieu of well done tasks.
Alas, such are the times,
Brain is being forsaken for no reason,
Inches of grass are being cherished
Tyranny is on, while we perish.
Come on Alice, peek in your looking glass,
Horrible events are afoot. Hurry Up!!



P.S: Not all my posts are going to be about poetry. So kindly do follow up. Brutality and ball busting are to follow. I promise.
I think I should say MORE ball busting to follow. For those who are too thick to understand what I am saying, just read the first letter of every new line of the poem, and voila!