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C. P. Surendran
A Friend in Need
A Friend in Need
A Friend in Need
He sits in a chairWhose fourth leg’s his.
He loves this chair.
They used to make love in it.
That was when the chair
Had four plus two plus two,
Eight legs. Days with legs.
Since then there’s been a lot of walking out.
Now the chair’s short of a leg
And he’s lending his.
© 1999, C. P. Surendran
From: Posthumous Poems
Publisher: Penguin Books India, New Delhi
From: Posthumous Poems
Publisher: Penguin Books India, New Delhi
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A Friend in Need
He sits in a chairWhose fourth leg’s his.
He loves this chair.
They used to make love in it.
That was when the chair
Had four plus two plus two,
Eight legs. Days with legs.
Since then there’s been a lot of walking out.
Now the chair’s short of a leg
And he’s lending his.
From: Posthumous Poems
A Friend in Need
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