Own a hut.
I have been settled with a hut
Though I’d have gone for a suite.
Burglars have no eye for huts.
I married a common woman.
15.11.2011
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Elizabeth Tailor no more
Born in Briton and settled in America,
Elizabeth Tailor breathed her last at her Seventy nine in twenty eleven.
She acted as Cleopatra with
Richard Burton as Julius Caesar.
They fell for each other and married.
Twice her husband from her six,
He remained her ardent lover through out.
An Oscar awardees twice, she had been
Heart broken that he couldn’t get one.
She stands out in that though she married
Seven times she hasn’t slept with men
Whom she had not married, a status
Of which her four children can be proud.
27.03.2011
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The inferior one
Having slept with some men,
A woman might have settled
In marriage to be chaste since then.
Having married as virgin
If a woman would stray out
It is she who is inferior.
02.02.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The Lady Suite
It's been so long since I've seen you
and your chocolate legs wrapped around me
Your sexy smell drives me crazy
Let's get married
Suitelady...Will you marry me?
I never thought I would ever
Want matrimony forever
But you brought that Suite deep familiar
Let's get married
Suitelady...Will you marry me?
Hey!
What you wanna do with me?
Do you wanna be with me?
C'mon baby let's get married?
Hey!
song performed by by Maxwell
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Pseudo anger
Do you know my name?
No;
Do you know what I’m?
No;
Do you know if I’m married?
No;
Then how said, ‘I love you’ man!
I felt so.
The gorgeous woman left with
A pseudo anger.
01.07.2011
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The Fake Doctor
The fake doctor raped the married woman! !
For he saw the beauty of the woman and moved his libido;
But this married woman consulted him for an advice,
And he said that the devil made him did that.
Who did the act?
Was it the devil or this man?
And the unsuspecting victim was a married woman;
But the fake doctor raped her.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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An Inspiration
However the battle is ended,
Though proudly the victor comes
With fluttering flags and prancing nags
And echoing roll of drums.
Still truth proclaims this motto,
In letters of living light, -
No Question is ever settled,
Until it is settled right.
Though the heel of the strong oppressor
May grind the weak to dust,
And the voices of fame with one acclaim
May call him great and just,
Let those who applaud take warning,
And keep this motto in sight, -
No question is ever settled
Until it is settled right.
Let those who have failed take courage;
Tho' the enemy seems to have won,
Tho' his ranks are strong, if he be in the wrong
The battle is not yet done;
For, as sure as the morning follows
The darkest hour of the night,
No question is ever settled
Until it is settled right.
O man bowed down with labor!
O woman, young, yet old!
O heart oppressed in the toiler's breast
And crushed by the power of gold!
Keep on with your weary battle
Against triumphant might;
No question is ever settled
Until it is settled right.
poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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Ethics of Marriage
Man has advantage of choice;
Woman has power of refusal.
Be it love or mate selection.
Married, each must give the other
No cause for seriously wishing
That he or she had bestowed themselves
Elsewhere or that they should have been
Better off with anyone else.
(25.04.2011)
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The Calving Cow is More A Beauty
Dear Aditi Gowtrikar,
You are Mrs. World 2001.
Before you were crowned,
I knew you as a model
And took you as a damsel.
I was mad under your spell.
Had not you been married,
Had not you calved,
Could you be that captive?
Doubtful.
A married woman and
A mother-woman
Are more in glow.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Hoy 613
I am married to an Ethiopian woman and,
You are very much worried about it;
But the code for your salvation is 'HOY 613' and,
I will keep on holding on for this love.
The stone is a witness against you and,
Of the flint knives of circumcision around you;
But, she was a very beautiful woman to meet at last.
I know that you are a peaceful and a humble man,
But she was a virgin and i married her!
And i took her to save her name among the lot.
Bring your loot of stray animals back to me and,
Let me take you to a place called the 'Caller's Spring';
For the malak of Yahweh called me from heaven and,
I answered him with the care of this woman.
'HOY 613',
Do not hang them out in the broad day light;
For i keep on searching to get my taste and,
I need this woman beside me always.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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I've got two sisters and they're both married and they're both much more settled into the way things are.
quote by Ann Wilson
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Tremendous Pain
Oh baby, show me the way
To hell and heaven
Oh baby, how do you spell
Suite 907
And I say,
8...6...5...4
Oh baby, I cant take it no more
Play your melody, your tune is divine
Play your song, your beat is mine
Tremendous pain...
Love...heaven...submission and more
Love...hell...in suite 904
Stormy weather, heavy rain
No moon in the city
Shining streets, friday night
No mercy, no pity
I hide in my church, in suite 909
Your word is my bible, your beat is divine
Suite 909
Love...heaven...submission and more
Love...hell...in suite 904
You bless me with an easy touch
Your fantasy, I need it so much
I hide in my church, I float on the nile
Your word is my bible, your beat is divine
8...6...5...4
Oh baby, give me some more...
Tremendous pain
Love...heaven...submission and more
Love...hell...in suite 904
Tremendous pain
song performed by by Yello
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Tremendous Pain
Oh baby, show me the way
To hell and heaven
Oh baby, how do you spell
Suite 907
And I say,
8...6...5...4
Oh baby, I cant take it no more
Play your melody, your tune is divine
Play your song, your beat is mine
Tremendous pain...
Love...heaven...submission and more
Love...hell...in suite 904
Stormy weather, heavy rain
No moon in the city
Shining streets, friday night
No mercy, no pity
I hide in my church, in suite 909
Your word is my bible, your beat is divine
Suite 909
Love...heaven...submission and more
Love...hell...in suite 904
You bless me with an easy touch
Your fantasy, I need it so much
I hide in my church, I float on the nile
Your word is my bible, your beat is divine
8...6...5...4
Oh baby, give me some more...
Tremendous pain
Love...heaven...submission and more
Love...hell...in suite 904
Tremendous pain
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A collection of huts surrounded by a barbed wire fence, and in the huts lived 500 of the original inhabitants of our area. And so it went with many country towns around Australia.
quote by Phillip Noyce
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There's nothing in the world like the devotion of a married woman. It's a thing no married man knows anything about.
quote by Oscar Wilde
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There is nothing in the world like the devotion of a married woman. It is a thing no married man knows anything about.
quote by Oscar Wilde
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Settle The Question Right
However the battle is ended,
Though proudly the victor comes,
With flaunting flags and neighing nags
And echoing roll of drums;
Still truth proclaims this motto
In letters of living light,
No question is ever settled
Until it is settled right.
Though the heel of the strong oppressor
May grind the weak in the dust,
And the voices of fame with one acclaim
May call him great and just;
Let those who applaud take warning
And keep this motto in sight,
No question is ever settled
Until it is settled right.
Let those who have failed take courage,
Though the enemy seem to have won;
If he be in the wrong, though his ranks are strong,
The battle is not yet done.
For sure as the morning follows
The darkest hour of night,
No question is ever settled
Until it is settled right.
O men, bowed down with labour,
O women, young yet old,
O heart, oppressed in the toiler’s breast
And crushed by the power of gold,
Keep on with your weary battle
Against triumphant might;
No question is ever settled
Until it is settled right.
poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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Sleeping On the Same Bed
I went to a country and,
I found two men sleeping on the same bed;
Then i said to myself: 'This is how the world wants it'.
I travelled on further and went to another country,
There i saw two women sleeping on the same bed;
Then i said to myself: 'This is how the world wants it'.
Then i looked ahead of me and i saw a beatiful Island,
There i went and i met a man and a woman sleeping on the same bed;
Then i said to myself: 'I am at home, i am at home! '
Because this is how it was back home,
So i settled and married over there.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Bliss of Bachelorhood
Not to mistrust any woman,
Be no woman yours by marriage.
Being single, you need to trust
No woman other than your mother.
(02.06.2011)
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Chauvinist
I’d never really comprehended such a mighty range of
Shapes and sizes down behind, it’s really rather strange:
The buttock muscle in a woman, overlaid with fat
Is actually such a focal point for men to want to pat
Or squeeze, and then to tease her if it’s eminently stout,
Or even risk a stay in clink to sting it with a clout!
After all, we men are tuned to be that way inclined –
And tho’ our needs are varied, girls, they’re all perverse of mind!
Best of all, our sacred dream: to see her shed her gown
When gliding to the shower for the ritual sponging down.
But then alas! With body lathered, oops! she drops the soap;
‘Please! ’ we beg her, ‘bend and bare! ’ But we can only hope!
I’m sure by now you get the picture – like a rule of thumb –
That men like me obsess all day about the fairer bum.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
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at the train station somewhere in Canada
and so it was evening
a Kenyan woman asks you if you are Chinese
and if you are married and if you have kids
& how many
on the pavement just below the bench
a white man is drunk
and could not carry himself back
on his feet
the Kenyan woman asks if you are waiting
for someone
and you point to the white man
who wriggles to signify that he still
hears both of you
talking about him
the train arrives and you both go inside
the Kenyan woman and you
you tell her that you are not Chinese
you are not married
and that you simply want to go back home
she says her teen age child is lost.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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