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My Fat Aunt


An aunt of mine
cheerful and cherubic
holds no grudge against anyone,
altogether a noble soul.

She is obese, extraordinarily
huge, short, blunt,
a bag of flesh,
bulging and hanging

as much as possible.
She walks, moves,
squats, lies on the floor
does with ease.

She ties her hair loosely
a string of jasmine adorn
her kondai. wears bright
coloured sarees

design blouses
complete her outfit
decks herself with
jewels matching.

rubies go with red saree,
emeralds with green one.
other pastel shades go
with diamonds, precisely selected,

not educated, nor
informative, in short naive
aunt leads a carefree life
without any plan.

her husband dotes on her
while her children grow
cared by dad alone
turn responsible,

while two of them fall behind
in discipline, she does not bother.
it is not her custom to gossip,
nor pass comments.

Her body mass does not poses
an issue does not mind other’s
talk of her size and attitude,
her toothless smile compensates for the rest.

Her goodness glistens, her
innocence grants an unexpected
loveliness, as she stands tall
amongst her well read relations.