On the pretty, colourful streets of Bergen, outside a souvenir shop
I saw a sight that almost literally made my jaw drop
I told my wife- That girl is beginning to give me quite a scare
Doesn’t she know that it is awfully rude to stare
My wife, at my prompting, looked in that direction
And the girl’s zombie-like concentration filled her too with consternation
What if she is like Urmila in Pyaar Tune Kya Kiya, she said
We must do something, and soon, for her very sight is beginning to fill me with dread
So, after much deliberation, I decided that what the girl could do, I could too
And so I walked up to her defiantly, looked her in the eyes, and shouted- STATUE
But sometimes, you see, when one underestimates the extent of one’s own magic
It can lead to results that, in the end, turn out to be quite tragic
For my already great magical prowess had been magnified manifold
As the land of the midnight sun possessed magic older than old
Before I knew it, without any warning, the belligerent girl had made way
For a bronze statue that can still be seen on the streets of Bergen in Norway
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