You
Middle class
Lower middle class
Labour as much as you can,
Make blood to water
Breaking bone
Squeezing brain
Earn as much as you can!
We will fix tax
Tax on tax,
Kick you!
You will be getting up
And dropping down...!
We will be playing you
Very much,
Game of 'up and down'.
If you can
Sit and eat,
Make merry,
We are giving BPL rice
Allowances
Ration.
More will give
Pouch liqueur,
Insure you
For liqueur death.
Will supply
For your pleasure
Imported beauties.
Administration floats
In our blood...,
Only you cast a vote,
We are ruling...
And would rule.
Translated from Odia by
Subash Chandra Mohapatra
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