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A Distasteful Poem Bodhisattwa Parekh She was a beautiful blue-eyed lady. She stared and smiled at me. There was a signalling me silently! I couldn't ignore that appeal. At night, she approached me for issuing a tender. That was truly unexpected. Everything became distasteful. I couldn't tolerate her anymore. Lines: 8 Topic ▶︎ |