Wednesday, September 17, 2008

NATURE PRECIOUS

What a lovely gift God chose -
Such a glittering figure to pose,
As the third heart which beat together,
When other two unite under same feather.
You are eye-dazzling when you are nude,
Seeing you a man turns such rude,
Others infront of you look so meek,
When a sun bath is what you seek.
Whenever you are in my hand,
My images queue up in a band,
Pure than the purest soul,
Seek you answering the last roll.
Let me call you belle-laide,
But for this I am not paid,
Shaped and distinct with edged features,
You rouse animal emotions in bilegged creatures.
Eavesdrop, your habit under stress,
When Miss is being engaged to become Mrs,
But strongest heart is what you bear,
And being envied upon is what you fear.
Yeps for Dr. White, he won thee in a bargain,
Ooh B-girl, that was a real gain.
Look she was held by stupid aged urchin,
Mother Nature, you gonna keep her a virgin.
Palaces are from where you receive calls,
Nay! now let me tell to my pals,
Yes you are not a mere blonde,
You are a DIAMOND.
May it be a sign on a betting card,
Or be it a baseball ground full of mud.
But for it Miss Right bumbles aufwiedershein,
Coz' Mister Laffs offered her 'Heera Sada Ke Liye'......

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