Me Bent, She Unrepentant Poem by Aniruddha Pathak
Me Bent, She Unrepentant
Bent knees, how we climb up a steep hill,
Bent knees we make amends, ditched by Jill.
Joe when tried this ruse old
Found her still rather cold,
Oh why this remedy
Fetches no fruits ready?
Oft used, defused has gotten the pill.
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Many a harassed husband might have climbed this conjugal hill trying to please, especially after a tiff with his love interest or spouse, and often cold shouldered like this Joe.
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Humour | 08.12.14 |
Perfect description of marital displeasure. Thank you dear poet for your comments.
Perfect description, may be, but as a prescription, as remedy pill it has failed.
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6/1/2024 3:32:41 PM # 1.0.0.1119
An amazing romantic Limerick sir! Thoroughly enjoyed......................................10
Yes, that is what it is, a laughing pill, no prescription. Thanks Dr Swain.