Lemons

an married woman made love
to her lover
seven times last night
and she confessed her
sins to the parish priests
who after listening
said that as an act of
penance
she needs to take
seven lemons and squeeze
and then drink it at once

'what for is these lemons? ' she asked
'woman, it can wipe the smile
off your face! ' he answered.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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