Sacrilege
Awe Lovely Jane an amazing butt
Well endowed for a rhinos rut
Portions you tuck in as fair game
Would surely put T-rex to shame
You lend meaning to the term big
With your swagger an swaying rig
Swindles slip the ample bossom
Pilfered ruins of a roman colossum
What’s the dig on that bulging waist?
Spreading out in a tsunami haste
Wow your hairs are a perfect nest
No bird’ll accept from east to west
You thump around in a jaunty Jig
Trying to balance your spooky wig
Yer arms an fullness under the awning
Pachyderms out to loose some yawning
Lips sucked deep in those cheeks
Boy a challenge for one who seeks
Whew you smell like the horses back
Dizzying sublime like a tramps sack
Please spare us that gurgling shrill
been already sung without that trill
Arc and slant of your eyebrow done
Bends to shame the rainbows pun
Must have heard that “jack an Jill”
Oh I wish you luck, down that hill.
May you land on your meaty rump!
And save yourself a bruised hump
(Islamabad)
(May 08,2009)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Seen some like that standing on the corner - WAITING.