Three Pennies Of Wisdom Poem by Makarand Paranjape

1
When her fright in crossing the road
made her cling to him,
he found himself praying
for the traffic to get worse.


2
By a simple stratagem
she reversed their situation:
she first designated him
as the guardian of her chastity,
and then yielded completely.


3
Nearing the gate of her hostel,
he leaned over to steal a hasty kiss
but missed her lips,
brushing her cheek instead.
'That was cheeky,' she punned
before reprimanding him:
'If you lose control of the steering wheel
we'll end up as glass, steel, blood
and twisted hearts floating down the creek.'

[From Partial Disclosure]