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Jun 2013
Let me thank my sweet mom
Daddy, dear Father! thanks.
Is this the world  for fight
To reach at the chairs high?
Three lakh  of sperms in race
Rushed to get a seat
There in the track was I
Who pierced the **** first .
Tests in life test caliber
Force of Lord’s Will that gave.
Tested my strength of nails
On ******* of mom’s breast;
White jasmine five front teeth
Giggled  while mom  snarled.
Kittens and cubs in joy
Test their might in the fight;
Is this the world  for fight
To reach at the chairs high?
Let me thank my sweet mom
Daddy ,dear Father! thanks.
PNasarudheen
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