I love Dennis the menace
And also Tom and Jerry
Even anything that has to do with
Elfs and winged Fairies
Not that ghosts don’t appeal to me
Forced myself to read their stories
And imagined them to be in most scary forms
Then also feared to move about at home
For in everything a ghost was peeping to see
And all of them appeared to be after me
This was the time when the Gods came to mind
Otherwise their need was never required to find
Ah! how I miss those Comics of mine
Both Casper the friendly ghost
and Donald duck did shine
From Sad sack to Richie Rich.
From Mandrake to Wendy witch
Just say the names
I get bewitched
Ghost who walks and Modesty Blaise
Who read the newspaper, the comic strips I gazed
I still have my Archie, Mickey mouse and Uncle Scrooge
I will mention here even those Three Stooge
Spider man, Bat man and Super man my dear
I was the Wonder woman then, devoid of fear
I can continue the list and add more and more
I do not want the present generation to get bored
I was young then and I am young even now
Just give me those Comics , none will I allow.
©sunita grover raina 2022
INDIA.
03/1/22
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