• tanushreekarmakar 9w

    You see the 'tit' in Titlist,
    without knowing how it sounds.
    'Chut' in CHutzpah,
    laughing out loud.
    You stress on 'sex' in Sexton,
    'anal' in Analogy.

    And yes,
    pussy...
    May rest in peace thy soul.
    For the pussy cat
    from our childhood rhyme,
    by now has been fucked a thousand times,
    by that little mouse -
    hiding under the chair no more.

    Last word: Bananas.

    Because after typing stanza 1
    my poetry's literally gone numb.

    ©tanushreekarmakar