Love is such a tight wear <br />That doesn't fit in my flabby figure. <br /> <br />It begins with giggling tickles <br />And erupts many pun pimples <br />And soon ends in very awful itches. <br /> <br />It blows my mind at the very first sight <br />And lose my heart to a petite might; <br />It never gets late, rather too very right. <br /> <br />Like a charms bound I beam with pleasure <br />And cling very hard to nine days' wonder! <br /> <br />Like a lucky day batsman I escape York cuts <br />I hit straight drives in couple of pace sluts. <br /> <br />In the middle of pitch feat hit hard a loose ball <br />And enemy air catches it at foul wind's out call!<br /><br />PARTHA SARATHI PAUL<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/love-is-a-fool-toss-ball-to-me/
