Show The Metal Poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

Show The Metal



A women on bed must writhe, twist,
And in the process at the end must swoon.
Then you will have proven you’re a Unicorn.
What clay you are made of is of no concern
07.02.2003

Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: women
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Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

Aravayal, karaikudi, Tamil Nadu, South India
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