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Roses are Red
Sky is Blue

My Bitch is Pregnant

Thanks to You….

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Merey Jana

K jab say tum gae dilli
Mera utha hi rahta hay

Tumhain ye ab bulata hay
Mugay kitna satata hay

Merey jan ab to aa jao
Tumhain maloom hay jana

Tumhari lay k soota tha
Agar tum door hoty to

Bechara kitna roota tha
Tumhain hafta hua jana

Ye rozana hi rota hay
Halan ki apnay hatoon say

Isay daita dilasay hoon
Magar tum janti ho k

Isay milta sakoon hay to
Faqat teray hi hoontoon say

Terey phuddi main ja k ye
Aman ki neend soota hay

Ye biphra hay kae din say say
Isay aa kay sanbhaloo na

Main ye umeed karta hoon
Meray is khat ko parhnay per
AA jao gi wapis tum

Tera Mundaaaaaaaaaaaaa tera pyara
Tugay jee bhar k chooday ga

Agar foran na wapis aaaaaaaaae
Qasam say Lun ko kho day ga

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MAN
At 20 - A man is like a coconut, so much to offer, so little to give.
At 30 - He is like a durian, dangerous but delicious.
At 40 - He is like a watermelon, big, round and juicy.
At 50 - He is like a Nagpuri orange, the season comes once in a year.
At 60 - He is just like a raisin, dried out, wrinkles and cheap.

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