The Kings groans and grumbles and wriggles and frets.
When the plumpness of the innermost feelings emblematic
Of sumptuous braggadocio, is unpredictably smitten
By the bolt of his amorous desire.
And he hastily sends his soul to Lord of love and passion.
At one extreme, he, at loggerheads with his spirit,
Ever hard and overbold, continuously whimpers and wails aloud.
And he hastily sends his soul to Lord of love and passion.
At one extreme, he, at loggerheads with his spirit,
Ever hard and overbold, continuously whimpers and wails aloud.
And he gives a heart-piercing cry
As if a deluge of sufferings, beyond all depths of sorrow,
Had descended upon the Dukedom!
One night, he, driven restless
Had descended upon the Dukedom!
One night, he, driven restless
By his libido, had a mania for a Psyche.
Sensing the nature of that surpassing troublebefalling him.
Sensing the nature of that surpassing troublebefalling him.
The courtiers, under the cloak of darkness,
Abducted a young lady, gagged her
And then held her captive inside his chamber.
The girl’s physique is identical
With all the loveliness, freshness and softness
Of the universe that can spur
His warm-hearted action.
But the Royal Person, growing apathetic
About her beauty, kept slapping,
Kicking and lashing her randomly,
Until she cried aloud:
‘Kill me not; With you I’m ready to go to bed .’
She---while he was on the verge
Abducted a young lady, gagged her
And then held her captive inside his chamber.
The girl’s physique is identical
With all the loveliness, freshness and softness
Of the universe that can spur
His warm-hearted action.
But the Royal Person, growing apathetic
About her beauty, kept slapping,
Kicking and lashing her randomly,
Until she cried aloud:
‘Kill me not; With you I’m ready to go to bed .’
She---while he was on the verge
of extracting fleshly pleasure from her body---
Uttered certain words politely:
Uttered certain words politely:
‘Use a contraceptive please.’
Bin’s countenance, at the very request,
Was marked with a touch of paleness,
As if a witch had appeared to spoil and deflower
Manifold divine inventions ready for mankind!
He said again and again:
‘ Astag Ferullah! Nouzoo Billah!’
The head of a sinless Dukedom am I,
With all good gifts, constituting the harmony of the Divine Mind!
Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!
Bin’s countenance, at the very request,
Was marked with a touch of paleness,
As if a witch had appeared to spoil and deflower
Manifold divine inventions ready for mankind!
He said again and again:
‘ Astag Ferullah! Nouzoo Billah!’
The head of a sinless Dukedom am I,
With all good gifts, constituting the harmony of the Divine Mind!
Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!
A Mock Heroic poem by Mahfuz Ali Milton
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They covered this when I went to veterinary collage. Unfortunately once the growth has progressed to such an advanced stage it can no longer be removed and the poor animal must be destroyed.
Row upon row, the images of similarly diseased creatures had been pasted up on the large sheet of fabric hanging from the wall. It got to the point where I could no longer approach the veterinary collage and so I eventually left the college too.
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