"My Saviour"

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Why is it that whatever we want,
Everything says sorry you can't.
Unusual explanations are given for the same,
Even if our desires are very lame.


Other day I wanted a choco which costed just a sum,
My mohter gave me a thrshing on my bum,
I went to dad to ask for a buck,
He told me to come some other day,what a luck.


Finally i decided i would buy it on my own,
Can be on cash, can be on loan.
I took some money from my sista's pocket,
after all it was just a choco not a rocket.


The missing money was forgotten by noon :(
Dont worry i'll be repeating this soon :)

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  1. UrvazeeeOctober 25, 2010 at 2:14 PM

    sista....yu lazy bum...y dija steal from my pocket gum!!!

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