[Before note : This is one of the mad experiments of two insanely crazy people (M & N) in one pathetically deranged unchartered work space... Please excuse...]
Once upon a time,we walked,
Along a pretty familiar lane,
cheerful,we talked, and rocked
(Please note, the time was but today’s same.)
Traversing down the road,
We saw a lady’s boat,
running across,the four of us,
‘Cos she was about to be toast!
We rose in spirit,we rose with passion,
We ran across, our hearts in traction,
we tore apart,feline attraction,
saving her from bloody ‘male chauvinistic’ lactation!
Full blown action,harsh reactions,
‘Full on macha!’ and crashed contraptions,
‘what ra macha’,she cried in emotive infraction
‘You tho full major’ like a simple subtraction.
The cabbie,ignited,
The goondas, united!
we were thus violated,
(not unlike the first time we dated!)
Are you her brother,a BPO wallah asked,
(that idiot pseudo-sunshine arse!)
needing to get by, furious and fast,
(we did make sure, that it was his last…)
“Do you speak kannada, or not?
If not, get lost!, or in hell you rot!
we thought, we’d smoke some pot,
Didn’t work out, ‘cos the pots were too hot!
The pigs, they came at last,
In Khakhi, hats, and lots of faux pas.
they sat,their arses, thoroughly foxed,
Their lingual tilts, across the pots tossed.
The swine,about to be pork,
Had to give in to us neutral folks fork.
We dug in deep,chopped,they ran like dorks,
And towards the pigsty, we flocked, us storks.
“Only one person talks! the rest is ’shut up’.”
‘What yyah’,we have the liberty to add up!
Anyway, the couch-glued hog asks all “whats up!”
Namaskara saar, its rumpes being felt up…
Fin rumpe,the ‘male’ masochist said…
But the complaints added up, and the action shook his bed!
he was whipped,and his rumpe turned red,
“Aiyyo saar, thumba sorry agithe!” he bled.
Women’s rights,on the sunny side of life,
Thanks to yon constitution, the pigs couldn’t take his jive,
the samba and the tango,continued in tide,
Yes ssireee bob, he’s gonna have his life’s ride!
Tears extinct,pride restored,
To us the damsel sighed and smiled…
the two goondas,looking left and right,
We wondered, and we did, take to flight!
In gratitude, with love, we sang,
we marched on with service in hand,
Providence dear, (while bells behind rang)
You, we all do deeply thank.
Sigh…back to ‘civilization’,we aligned,
The loved (unmaimed) queer blessings in mind,
we walked on with smiles alive,
With hearts so strong, and heads held high… ;)
- N & M, in a crazy moment (hour), at 9:57PM, on the 22nd July 2009, after a powerful heart (change maker), hope, blessing, and strife.
[After note: Thank you for reading! Sorry for the internal jokes!]
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