Bijay Kant Dubey
What's Your Name? , Said He, Mocchu Hindustani - Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey
What's your name,
Twirling the mustache,
And rounding a bamboo stick,
Oh, that villager,
A rustic man
Blunt and bogus fellow!
Mocchu Hindustani, Mocchu Hindustani
A jailbird or jailbreak
A dullard eats he the human brain
With his bogus propositions
As for how to keep the mustache
Twirling and blackly
Masculine and chivalrous.
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