My Hubby Dear - Poem by kp. shashidharan
Treating own tummy like a waste bin
Gobbling everything come his way
Drinking liquor as elixir of life
Consuming his and others’ share of food
Tummy lover my hubby dear
Grew big round and conspicuous!
His heart ached, pumping blood all over
Lungs worked hard to bring air in him
Kidneys, liver, pancreas worked overtime
Giving signs of giving in and worn out!
His spine bent, hips sagged, balancing the fat
Debauchery he loved food, liquor, vice, galore
Indulged in what he liked more and more
Money power made him stubborn like a stud
He felt great looking down upon others
Enjoyed life eating, drinking, merry making, partying
Having food, drink, fun, frolic, sex and what not!
Pot belly led him ahead always
He crawling behind like a penguin
Thin legs shrieked under the weight
Arched, trembled, struggled and pained
Carrying overweight at hips and above
Amazed was his doctor
How he carried him!
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