Fifteen frogs in a pond
Croak day and night along
Monsoon has begun
Five girls in a room
Chatter day and night along
Friendship has begun
Five boys in a room
Scheme chasing girls everywhere
Squirts of testosterone are on
A lonely old man in a room
Sits in a sofa all day and
Thinks if his time has come
And a single old woman is never lonely
She parties with her friends and when alone
Is on the phone with children and children's children.
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