Thrashings Poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

Thrashings



Let him have his food; don't snatch it.
Let him have his bed; don't drive him.
Let him have his mate; don't userp her.
If you do, you deserve thrashing.

Tuesday, November 13, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: food
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Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

Aravayal, karaikudi, Tamil Nadu, South India
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