There was a time when the sons used to stay away with
And the fathers used to keep some distance
From the growing children,
I mean the grown-ups
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This is new year's first day,
I looking new,
You looking new,
Gentleman,
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What dancer,
Am I friends,
Say you,
Came I
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Krishna-Krishna, Rama-Rama,
Hare Rama, hare Krishna,
Krishna-Krishna, Rama-Rama,
Rama-Rama, Krishna-Krishna,
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Ganjeri, Ganja-taker,
Bhangeri, Bhang-taker,
Darpiya, daru-taker
The three bosom friends
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Friends, ladies and gentlemen,
What am I,
Modern, modernist
Or post-modern?
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A small Indian English verse writer
Luckily turned
As the head of the department of English
of a university
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Arvind, if your companions are really interested in
Cleaning and camping drives,
Sweeping the roads,
Helping the common man
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Three odd friends, the bootlegger, the drug-trafficker and the woman-trafficker
Now cover up the news pages,
The bootlegger who comes with bottles ambushed in his rugged, ragged coat and pants,
Looking clumsy-clumsy, uncouth-uncouth,
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Two smokers going, hand in hand, glove in glove,
Taking the cigarettes,
Opening the lighter,
Lighting
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I can see three villagerly friends,
Ganjeri, Bhangeri and Daarpiya going together with,
Mr.Ganjeri puffs in ganja
From an earthen taker
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