Friend, let me
Your pocket,
Do you
Have
Black money
Or white money?
Friend, let me,
Take you not
It,
maybe it a violation
Of all hospitality,
Going out of reach?
Friend, friend,
Don't mind, don't
You,
Let me, let me
Search
Your pocket if with black money.
You pocketing it going,
Friend, my friend,
Let me, let me
Search
It
If with full of black money.
You have not deposited,
Have kept with you
The excess money
Without having paid the taxes,
But these laws need to be liberal.
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