Saturday, 17 May 2014

Molestation



Half feet shrub blooming abundant buds;
One feat Hen laying hundred eggs;
Two feet tree bearing thousand fruits;
Six year old I pleasured with!

Molested flowers adore my garden,
Molested eggs fill me: the glutton,
Molested fruits taste the better,
Yes, I am the offender!

Early ripe is all applaud;
Yet criminal I am called!
If abnormal is normal,
Why not same for carnal?

I learn from nature
This all new culture!
You nip the bud for beauty;
I rip the baby for gaiety!

Molested is what I eat;
Molested is what I smell;
Molested is what I see;

Molester is what I am!