In an Association it be like
A man with laziness overloaded
Drowsiness crept in through his cerebrum
Folded his hand he pillowed his head
Trapped in an instant glance of a mate
His sympathetic hormones made him rise
One came, two came, three and four
He started talking, it became eloquent
Five and six, ears to him added in a pair
As if lecturing an important matter
His throat did not yearn for a drink
In a moment, laughter floated around him
Many lips in his company hastily
Few more pair of eyes attended
Desparately one listened from the corner
Oh! There is nothing great going on
An argle-bargle in progress it seemed
Like drowsiness has jeopardized him
He hated going back to sleep
Argle-Bargle just to be active
Argle-Bargle in Progress
