Guru
Guru Guru,
My Guru,
Your Guru,
Who is whose Guru,
Say you? .
Gurus many gurus
Hear I,
Fashion Guru,
Political Guru,
Love Guru,
But Guruji Pranam
Nobody stammers it.
Like a lisping child now-a-days
With respect.
Boss
On seeing him
Coming
With the thud of boots
And the footfall falling,
Took I father's name
And trembled to say timidly,
Yes, Boss,
My Boss.
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