Sometimes he sleeps in the stable <br />And wakes up to gadflies' hubbub. <br />Scarcely a woman waits for him <br />At the Pub to secure his wallet. <br />He neighs like a horse after two gulps of cheap liquor <br />And she plucks the gray hair from his beehive like beard. <br />After sometimes both of them groan <br />And the Platonic love continues till the rickety stable closed.<br /><br />nimal dunuhinga<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/constipated-hostler-and-the-homebred-woman/
