The Aged One Goes Hungry
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Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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As a lad I had my eyes on every lass,
That never led me to believe then that
As an old, I would retain the same lustful eyes
To suffer humility at the hands of women.
6.11.2000, Pmdi
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