The monkey man
Jumping into the streets of Delhi,
Scratching, snatching from,
Vexing the people so notoriously,
The shanty people feeling afraid of,
Was it a phobia
Or the spectre haunting
Or an awkward experience is it
Of the ignorant masses?
Or was it a mass hysteria?
Prem se bolo, Bajrangabali ki jai,
Hanumanji ki jai.
The reality is this I too fear the monkey
When it gnashes the teeth, snatches from,
Growling and ready to bite if got teased
And smile you not on seeing it.
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