Nandu’s blue underwear

Nandu went to office today, wearing only a blue underwear

But it wasn’t one of those that leave the cheeks bare

Although the tiny garment came down to his knees

Everyone in the elevator asked him to cover himself please

You see, Nandu had reasons, to do what he did

Reason’s you won’t get unless you are a kid

Arguments and opinions that piled up through time

Today was the day he chose, and did just fine

His boss, his wife, his neighbour and even his paperboy

Took advantage of him and always played coy

Scheming plots to deceive him and treat him like a mite

The simpleton was harried and today chose to fight

Unconventional are the ways of those who defy convention

The yokel’s brain toiled to design a dark invention

He lay in bed last night, thinking what to do

With his wife tucked next to him he came up with a thing or two

His last plan was perfect, as he could not foresee a problem

They would get what they deserved, when he found what to give them

The sheer genius of it was that it had no flaw

He would savour their defeat after all the shock and awe

Today morning he left while his wife was taking his case

Once out of the house, he smiled, ready to amaze

People on the streets were only innocent victims

A sacrifice necessary he thought to rid them of their delusions

All his colleagues wore a scandalized grimace

And he knew that he had put them right in their place.

For he was a genius to pull off such a stunt

Today he felt like a giant and his boss a runt.

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