The Intriguing Life of an Unreadable Man!

He makes rupees,
Thousands a day.
He doesn’t wander,
Nor roam the streets.
Instead, he sits on his throne,
Commanding his workers
To carry out the tasks.

He has a habit—
A warm, inviting one—
Greeting strangers
As if they belong to him.
He answers complex questions
With calm and steadiness,
No longer panics
Like he did in the past.

More a friend than a foe,
He wouldn’t mind
If you cursed him to his face.
He lives on another level,
And honestly,
Do I even know
What he thinks of himself?

Yet, for all his wisdom,
For all his unreadable traits,
He carries both
Virtues and flaws,
Balancing them
As if by design.

But here’s one thing
About him—
Try not to laugh, okay?
Well…
His nose is always wide open!
Ha! Ha! Ha!

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