He questioned to me,
Answer this
Five minus four is how much?
Replied I, one
He laughed and said: -
You can't save for future
At least you should make
Four or three but not one
While I left him,
Instructed
I don't like such future boom
They are destined to doom
And I am not a hoon
Myself destined to moon//
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