
Anga Foolie
It’s the name we called someone
That had lost a tooth
Seeing the dents in the shield of teeth
Was fun for us
Until you were a victim
Then you realized it wasn’t funny
But this was just a strand of incidents
In our basket of childhood memories
When you become an adult,
You realize many jokes
About your fellow adults can be expensive
To save costs
We hardly fabricate them
And the less expensive jokes we share
The older at heart we get
