On Behalf Of All Crude Husbands - Poem by Hardik Vaidya
It is my constitutional right,
To dig my nose in public light.
To scoop, scrutinize in scientific delight,
Aim the bullet right, narrow, and tight.
Shoot the dart, to where I please is right.
And then forget about it, worry about the politics of the night.
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