Anant's poem on sex
I said 1,
She said come.
I said 2,
She said do.
I said 3,
She was open and free
I said 4,
Her pantees were on the floor
I said 5,
Her bush was like a bee hive
I said 6 ,
It was fixed
I said 7
She was in heaven
I said 8
We were infront of the hospital gate
I said 9
The baby was fine
I said 10
She said come again