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Bijay Kant Dubey

Murkhamantri, If A Cow Boy, A Buffalo Man Turns Into A Minister

If a cow boy or a buffalo man turns into a minister all of a sudden,
What will he do,
Do you know it,
He has the gambol and gamut of own,
His own gimmick, agenda and strategy,
How to keep in the fools,
Gather around the foolish and rustic folks
Through talks, not deeds
Which people realize later on
As everything not in jokes and funs,
Life is real, not a joke,
He will like with and regale you to keep in good humour
To take refuge under the banner of socialism
And to be branded a socialist
And through this, he will like to come into power
And to the limelight,
I mean the joker minister,
The rustic minister,
though you call him funny,
But he is not the funny man,
But the serious man,
The worst fellow to have met ever,
Degraded and mean?

Submitted: Monday, December 16, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, December 17, 2013

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