He was learned the least in a school;
He knows the tactics to befool.
He has a liking to drink wine;
He eats *Murghey *Mussallim fine.
He snares the orthodox women
In his sensual net often.
He obtains many gifts and fee;
The people call him 'Pandint Jee'.
He has privilege to perform
Rituals in an approved form.
He belongs to the Brahmin caste;
He says his 'guild' will everlast.
Behold! He sits on a platform;
The *Hawan he is to perform.
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