Sunday, September 19, 2010

Idiotic verses (without Malice ofcourse)

What makes us (excluding me, of course) all idiots – no, close to idiots?
That’s because we eat idlies in the morning,
Idles our mind,
Worship idols all the time
And Discuss always ideas
All are close to idiot, don’t you see?
Don’t you worry.
Don’t go to a counsellor,
For even a year has foolish day in April!

What makes us (excluding me, of course) all insane - no close to insane?
That’s because we walk through the a same lane,
That some long time cows walked in vain
Carrying within our head thoughts inane
Our ladies wear a mane
All are close to insane, don’t you see?
Don’t you worry,
Don’t go to a counsellor,
For even from this we can gain.

What makes all (excluding me of course) good counsellors - no, close to counsellors?
All are good sellers,
At the end of the day, they count.
All are close to counsellors, don't you see?
Don’t you worry,
Don’t go to a counsellor
Don’t you see everywhere all are clowning and selling and counting?

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