Alcohol Poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

Alcohol



At one peg of drink,
The fatigue is shed,
At two, shame is shut,
At three, stress is out.
And still more,
Your name is lost.
Is the drink much bad?
13.06.2000, Palakkad

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Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

Aravayal, karaikudi, Tamil Nadu, South India
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