My Dear failed politician!
A nation is not a sexy girl friend,
Mother of mother is our nation,
I don't know what your fellowmen intend?
But the way they are leaving you,
Is a repeated Joke of cruel time,
We are familiar with this joke,
It is a poem that has no rime,
Might writes this poetry always,
And it's prescribed in the syllabus,
Forgetting their time will be over, too,
Weren't you better as a sportsman, thus?
Their is no law to restrict this crime,
Could you keep your good name!
You had earned a good name in sports,
Why did you involve in this dirty game?
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