A Harlot-Hound
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Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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My penchant for woman and their intimacy
Is unconditional and indiscriminate.
It had blossomed before I blossomed
And hasn’t withered yet in my autumn.
I would instantly fall in love with
Every woman I come in contact with,
Their facial vibes and bosomy waves
Promising a pneumatic bliss,
With which to cuddle my erotic memories.
I would resign and feel myself in the extent
Of indefinitely unconsummated love
By longing, musing, pining and bereavement.
Still I am better than a harlot-hound.
30.04.2006
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