Poem: An Ode To Leila
Thursday, January 5, 2006 4:48:29 PM
Leila of the sparkling grin
How come you are so very slim?
Did the good Lord make you so?
Did he say that "fat won't grow" ?
Were you always like you are?
Svelte, petite and chic - a star?
Do you work out everyday?
Aerobics? Jogging, come what may?
And when the lads all gather round
To grovel by you, near the gorund,
Do you just say, withe regal air,
"It's natural - so please don't stare"
And do they, poor boys, one and all,
just sit, bedazzled in your thrall?
Leila of the sparkling grin
By the lovely Loku...












