Middle Aged Poem by RAVIKIRAN ARAKKAL
Middle Aged
He was a middle aged
Bulky in the middle,
But hungry for everything
In the middle,
Of the lips, Of the middle
Between legs, between
The vreasts, his eyes
Rowing ofr sights,
For the use of his middle
On some fair one's middle,
Fishing out femmes
Everywhere he went
The middle aged
Dreamt back on his
Young days, when
The company of the
Owner of fair middle ones
Was easy to come by.
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