Poems by
Aravindan C S

Ever it is fat

a poem by Aravindan C S

Which swine it is I ate
Which water is it I bath
Soap and powder never at all
Is it all new everending new
Why not we bathe all forward
To a new age it is
Forward not forward backward
Bad ones for all pulled down
Good ones for all up in storm
Is it way to live everyone say
Has it got its advantages none
Has to say with few got it