I have a friend named Anjani
India is where he calls home,
Sometimes he takes journeys
And from place to place he roams.
He's been known to be a conqueror
The great French Napoleon,
He puts his hand inside his shirt
And displays an evil grin.
Sometimes he sits upon a horse
Just call him Cowboy Anjani,
He rides his horse the whole day long
But at night he has a sore fanny.
He's posed for the movie Hairspray
Where his picture was really cute,
He looks like he is dancing
In a funky green leisure suit.
He's also been a Pharoh
Who was holding a cane and septor,
And changed again to Sherlock Holmes...
The famous English Inspector.
He's also been beloved King Richard
Who lived in a really nice palace,
Then puts on another cowboy hat
And stars on the t.v. show Dallas.
I know there's more, but I'm all out of rymes
And alot of space I did consume,
Next time I'll write another poem
About how he studies mushrooms.
(courtesy:a poem added by friends)
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