Turning Thirty

Turning thirty has made me naughty
Prettier indeed, a bit more fatty
Being a mother of two makes one hottie
No less, the students find me haughty
Easy going as usual
I dress no more casual
Motherhood’s blessing- strange hair fall
Takes me these days to posh shopping malls
I look for Kesh-kala, the costliest bra
Dark-circle concealer, etcetera
Feeding has made the kids the healthiest
Leaving me insomniac with sagging breast
Stretch-marks, a relic from the vertigo days
Taught me the naughty, haughty, thirty’s ways.

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