π€·ββοΈ Failed Experiments π€·ββοΈ
I am fond of doing experiments in my room, π¬
But they turn out to be a flop, and not bloom.Β
Instead there's a huge mess on the floor, π©
To clean it up completely is a very big bore.Β
Its really hot in the inventing room,Β
The sunrise poured in like a boom. π₯
I decided to bake, using the sun, a cake, π
But some bugs invaded it when I wasn't awake.Β
In a book, I found a magical spell, β¨
Which can remove every stinky little smell.Β
But when those magical words I said,Β
Something severe happened, it cloned my bed. π
When I had made an aeroplane, βοΈ
It did not fly, but chugged like a train.
And now, it runs around, πββοΈπββοΈπββοΈπββοΈπββοΈ
Making the most irritating sound.Β
None of my experiments were correct, β
Even though I found not a single defect.Β
I donβt know what exactly goes wrong, π€
Maybe the spells I use are too strong.Β
Donβt be afraid, to get it wrong, π
ββοΈ
Problems keep coming lifelong.Β
If it goes wrong, donβt lose hope, π
This is a fact that we need to cope.Β
If you β€οΈ the poem today, please hit the like button. And if you are coming here for the first time, please subscribe now.
Avani, this is a very beautiful poem. Its true we all can make mistakes
Beautiful. No one is perfect