Vishal Sharma

(10th july 1996/Samastipur (Bihar) / India)

The thief of class 7


She was a thief
with large and busty hip
seeing whom, my heart began to slip
and, i adjusted it by appying a clip

she was the talk of the class,
and, she didnt even see me, alas!
my failed intentions began to pass
by seeing a sight of that busty lass.

I want to talk to her,
wishing god for it to occur,
with her, I wanted this world to conquer,
but, I was unaware, she was a heart broker

We began to meet
It was a season full of heat
but my heart did want her treat
she did give it to me with greet

one fine day,
My love was going to pay
she told me, she hated me at bay
though a full grown man, and not a gay.[wink]

Submitted: Friday, September 13, 2013
Edited: Monday, September 16, 2013

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  • Rookie - 85 Points Vivian Nguyen (9/13/2013 7:58:00 PM)

    Nice; cool rhymes. But I suggest that you have more eye to your grammar, which has issues. (Report) Reply

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