Dirty Deeds Poem by Colonel Muhamad Khalid Khan

Man of tricks never ever succeeds
Why to play with broken beads
Third rate man with dirty deeds
Sows dirty seeds, get dirty needs

Man is but master of tricks of trade
Cuts innocent other with sharp blade
To get his greed he is to serenade
Hence gets his face just fade to fade

Lust runs in veins like dirty blood
Hence he becomes victim of flood
Injures himself being a cactus bud
Dirty mud just goes back to mud

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
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