Like Pakis and Indians, in Jannat they're neighbors
But every night Akhtar's virgins sneak into Vish Khopra's विषखोपड़ा harem
When he asks them why, they reply: Your body smells of dead cows, camels, goats, sheep
(that's what you eat) and your breath stinks of hookah you smoke constantly
Vish Khopra is a vegetarian, his harem is fresh, fragrant with flowers
And moreover, unike you, every night in bed he sends us to 7th heaven! r
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