(June 15,1942 / Aravayal, karaikudi, Tamil Nadu, South India)

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A clean iron hand

To speed up, we bribe. To overlook, we bribe.
To do fraud, we bribe. On demand, we bribe.
To escape, we bribe. Under force, we bribe.
A honest king must have an iron hand.

Submitted: Wednesday, January 02, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, January 02, 2013


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21.12.2012

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