At Her Expense Poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay
At Her Expense
I furtively glance at the wholesome flesh
afraid in case
she catches me stealing
her precious things.
There was so much bare
it seemed unfair
to have to content with one stare
With so much bare
no reason to see elsewhere
and deny my pleasure immense
at her expense
Of me
she gets little to see
As for my crotch
it is no top-notch!
Saturday, February 8, 2014
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4/27/2024 11:05:37 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Pradip.... you are capable of such wild humour! ! Oh.... this is quite interesting......really enjoyed! I have been wondering if I am reading a poem of Bri Edwards! !