Who Dominates In The Game? Poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
Who Dominates In The Game?
To me a harp you are,
And me, the fingers on it.
To me the wine you are,
And me, the tongue under it.
To me a ball you are,
And me, the palm after it.
To me a doll you are,
And me, the arms around it.
To me a lawn you are,
And me, a mower on it.
No woman will fight man
For equality in bed.
14.06.2016
Sunday, June 19, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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