He was single... a perfect bachelor
Never seen the bottom part of a woman
He couldn't marry
As sister's marriage was due
At last he became free now
And married at the age of forty.
I met him on the way
Said, how is your married life?
He said, If I would know...
marriage mixes milk and water
and that gives heavenly pleasure
I would marry long back.
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