Gaaliyon Ka Paimana

Choot mare ke chinaal ke bacche,

Tod dunga tera daant kacche;

Maa chudate hain aadmi sacche,

Nikal bahar, lekar apne fatte kacche. 

Gaand main haath deke, praan kheech leta hu main,

Do rupaiya ke naseeb walo ko, athanni deta hu main;

Izzat tere kya, main apne aap ke nahi karta,

Minute main chod du bahen, kisi se main nahi darta. 

Sharaab, shabab aur kabab ka main rakhwala hu,

Dushmano ko second main, maar deta bhaala hu;

Chehre ka saanwla, dil ka poora kaala hu,

Gendhe ka sirf ek phool nahi, poori jaymala hu. 

Samajhna hai mujhko to, gaaliyon ka tika lagao,

Leke bahen saath main, line main khade ho jao;

Bhaagte hue jao, ek “OLD MONK” ka khamba lao,

Ab niklo yaha se aur kuch Chakhna banao. 

Meri baton ka bura mano to mano,

Kya meri jhaat padoge;

Main to pehle se bigada hua hu,

Mere tum kya lund bigadoge!!!

 

 

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