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Clap, Clap, Clap

By Meher Randeria


Clap, clap, Clap


Clap, clap, clap.

Praise the kid,

Smiling so wide, so wicked.


Clap, Clap, clap.

Another day, another destiny;

Another near miss for me.


Clap, clap, Clap.

He goes up and claims

What’s his: prizes with fame.





Clap, Clap, Clap.

The hard, crusted rack

Feels soft on my back.


Clap, Clap, Clap

The sleepless nights and balls-

Did they mean aught at all?


Clap, clap, Clap

Civility, a docile thing

Helps with the placidity it brings.


Clap, Clap, clap

These applause are quite long,

For the wonder kid singing a song.


Clap, clap, clap

The room’s closing in, and quite hot;

Next time, maybe, I’ll get my shot.


By Meher Randeria





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