24 Hour Atm Poem by ANTONY PULLEN

Standing in herglass chamber,
The town shopping cetre near
She welcomed the customers
Reminding famous Vasavadatha
North Madurapuri old INDIA.
Of Karuna epic poem by
Kumaranasan, the great poet.
Her body language responded
I looked at her with lust
Stepped in and touchedher.
To my soft touches replied.
Gently prick me with your PIN.
What a wonder, showered
hHundreds of currency notes.
Again her words on the screen,
Forget not to take the card;
And come again to meet me.