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Connubial Pauper Churned
Close-pressed lips, mouth shut man
Zombie solo silent, stands thin and tall Mr Sen.
Align white eyelash his crop of wan mane.
Grief withheld no more his skewed a lot gaze.
Divulge efforts to hide, this blankness
Take his new bride for granted, yes, he did.
Foolishly having lost, indulge in silly games.
Her walk-off forever could he ever guess?
What a shame, piteously to be free.
Nurse, a wounded ego, he seeks innovative.
Flash lasses as balm, fit to be grandkids!
His dating gestures juvenile sums.
Did folks look down? Vex self-doubts.
Truly, they held zilch, on his hush-hush bouts.
Open secrets these in such places thrive.
Friendship paid on hourly basis
With sex or no sex please.
Posters galore, Models bid deals.
Day night service offers as per choice
In agreeable society, with worthy pacts
Even so, potentials, isolation surround him.
Tossed in colossal affluence
LSD (Love Sex Dreams as in the photo seen)
Brand him a loser, how dare should anyone?
Who was responsible? Allow wicked angel realm!
Emptiness ahead, he a towering vagrant
Could ever foresee or fathom this unparalleled qualm?
Mr Sen inhabitant of a distant land, quartered midst plenty
Appeared a pauper churned!
