Succoured To Full
she was crass,
eating all that grass,
from his hand,
he had no ways to mend,
he had her in a ditch,
that he had dug,
for another alluring hitch,
she was broke,
and about it nobody spoke,
she went all the hog,
in the dense cliff fog,
she was about to call it a day,
then she heard me bay,
I begged her to stay,
and she did,
injury healed to such a state,
that she now stays with me,
like a fish that has caught the
Copyright © Shishir Gupta | Year Posted 2008
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