Monday, March 31, 2014


My nearby girls are so modern
Actually no one claims this and me too
They are but in their own thoughts.
They dress up like we do,
Eat like what we eat,
And yeah everything is all the same;
But why they are of the thought,
That above they live from us.
Body figure maintained piggy,
With looks equal to Asara,
Still thinks they are the Moderns.
Just knowing how to sing,
Sing some new English songs;
And staying all day online,
Guess qualify them as moderns.
Hell with that thought of yours.
You are but the servant of facilities,
And servants existed only in Middle ages,
Now sorry you are placed to far past
Marking you as the new old century DOG.

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