Google Uncle Poem by S.D. TIWARI

Google Uncle



Beautiful bride, of my pride, search O! Google uncle!
Fair; the night may not hide, search O! Google uncle!

She be either a teen, should be above seventeen
to become my queen, search O! Google uncle!

Who delights my eyes, my passion satisfies,
Even the mirror envies, search O! Google uncle!

She has sugar sweet lips, is slim above hips
In her love I may dip, search O! Google uncle!

Would've silky golden hair, her colour should flair
Her figure would be rare, search O! Google uncle!

Her pretty face SD, would have special grace
These're hints for the trace, search O! Google uncle!

(C) S. D. Tiwari

Sunday, October 2, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: hope,humor
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