THE CYCLE HUMOUR

I know not what it was under;
I wanted not to know before
I got married at thirty four
To a dame of  'feminine order'.

I had heard that it was a fever -
Almost a week - little less or more,
That once a month occurs the fever;
Once i had heard it from my mother.

Now i see Akshay Kumar's pannier
Delivering something from door to door -
The Padman what cine fans say,
Can fix the sickness at coins' pay.

Then ask me if now i do know !
And i do say i do not know.
And till my death i shall not know
What is not apt for me to know...

Some secrets are secrets, however,
As in my living it does not matter;
And i shan't know if that reel Kumar
Comes to our door to sell that soft bar !

But i do know things will get septic
If harmless secrets are made public.
So i know not my dame's 'pious' seals,
And so, my nose gets not 'impious' wrinkles.

Will you, so, gentlemen please stop to fret
Over this sanitary secret ? --
And put your bulletins on guard,
Against making the taboo word a hate word ?

                                          --- N P Samal