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• THE WEIGHING MACHINE By siddarth 5:09 am on August 28, 2010 | 1 comments
  Tags: objects.

  Before you begin it all, you stand on me
  making a note of what I display, you make a silent plea

  Oh god, please help me convince the scale
  help me pass in this exam coz on my own I’ll fail

  You run, sweat, sacrifice your sweets
  you start avoiding friend’s treats

  You watch everything that goes into you
  You eat only things that on trees grew

  You sweat every day and night, hoping to please me
  I do not budge, you have not done enough for me

  You look at the chocolates and then at me, resting on the throne
  How you wish you could force me to show some good news

  You cry in anguish and pain
  you think it was all in vain

  A little more sweat, a little less food
  and you would have been all good

  I will oblige when you stand on me once again
  And I will tell you, it was worth the pain.