COLLAR Poem by Maryam Hooleh

COLLAR



If you marry me
buy me a see-through dress
so your nakedness may be seen through
And a scarf
that carries the temper of your hands
And a pair of trainers
that connects up to your brain!
But don't forget the dog collar
it has a more honest face!

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