The Use Dulls Senses Poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

The Use Dulls Senses



Coal dust the celeries are inured to
Does not throw to them any shabbiness.
Rich food the millionaires are inured to
Would not grant them any appetite.
A cute wife one is in possession of
Would not be an object of attraction
22.06.2004

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Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

Aravayal, karaikudi, Tamil Nadu, South India
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