Mr Popo Writes A Book

Published May 29, 2014 by tapasmi

Hello my dear friends!!! Today’s post is a little poem on….that’s right, Mr Popo! If you don’t know about him, he is a regular character in tapasmi.wordpress.com . He is always filled with funny antics! Here are the links to his previous posts:

https://tapasmi.wordpress.com/2013/06/02/mr-popo-to-the-gym/
https://tapasmi.wordpress.com/2013/04/14/mr-popo/

Today’s Popo post is about Popo trying to write a book for his new job! Here goes:

Mrs Popo And Mrs Pipi

MR POPO AND MRS PIPI’S BOOKY ADVENTURE
Mrs Pipi stared at her fatty husband.
He looked rather occupied.
This was an astonishing thing indeed
So on his desk she spied:
A bunch of empty lined paper
And pens of thirty kinds
And just in case the paper tore
On his desk were kept some binds.
“Okay, Popo, tell me now,
What on EARTH are you up to?
You don’t seem great at the moment
And your mood is awfully blue.”
“Oh Pipi! I searched for a job!
And I ended up as a junior writer
I though writing would be easy
And the burden would be lighter.
But oh boy, was I wrong!
All I have done is got a lot of stuff.
I’ve acted super important and mighty
And acted as though I am bluff.
Oh, about 3% of my work is done
I filled the numbers of each page
But by the time I’ve filled them,
I’ll be million years of age.”
Mrs Pipi sighed and laughed.
She was used to Popo’s silly habits
And she knew when he got into them
He’d be jumpier than some rabbits.
“Oh Popo, I see your dilemma,
But I think we can the situation pass,
But before we start together,
I’ll get you some water in a glass.”
“Oh you needn’t, dear Pipi,
You see I spent more of my time
In preparing in beginning to write
Than really writing a dime.
I got fifty back up paper-sheets
And bottles of back-up ink
And a glass of water as well
If I felt I needed a sleepy wink.”
“Oh God! My hubby dearest,
Fine. Just drink it up quick!
And then I’ll call up your writer boss
For with him I have bone to pick.”
“A BONE? MRS PIPI, NO!
ARE YOU REALLY GOING TO KILL?
OKAY, HE MIGHT BE BOSSY,
BUT YOU CANT DEADIFY HIM, STILL!”
Mrs Pipi did a loud face palm,
Sighed twice and to him said,
“I see why you aren’t a writer.
This way, I want YOU dead!”
And so she called the Mr Boss,
And asked him what Popo could write,
And Mr Boss said if not a story,
Someone else’s poems would be right.
“Copying? Of course not, Mr Boss!
That’s just cruel and WRONG!
That’s just plain cheating
And meant for the un-strong!”
Mr Boss laughed and replied,
“No, Mrs Pipi! That isn’t what I mean!
He can just compile some poems
Not as a writer, but as a compiler he’d be seen!”
Then Mrs Pipi understood just then
And quickly bid goodbye,
And told Mr Popo of the idea
And this was his reply:
“But Pipi, whose poems can I compile?
I don’t know too many writer guys!”
But Mrs Pipi had a great idea
And she said the word of the wise:
“How about that youth Tapasmi?
The one who writes about you?
You’re always flattered about her
‘Mr Popo’ poems do!
“What a great idea Mrs Pipi!”
Popo hugged Pipi who was surprised
But she smiled anyways at Popo,
The fat man, short-sized.
And so the two set the work
And collected all poems of Popo
And with the motivation of energy drinks
They were quite soon on the go.
The next day at work Popo
Had a super compilation to submit
To Mr Boss the next day at work
And the compilation was a hit!
It was soon published with
‘Mr Popo’ stamped across the front
And Mr Boss and little Pipi
Were pleased with the stunt.
And so now you know of the little time
When Popo with his wife
To write a book of poems
Together did he strive.
And I, being Tapasmi,
Am flatter Popo chose me,
So I’ll keep on writing about him,
Soon, I know you’ll see.

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