( Or The tragic song of a frustrated funny rabbit in a college lab)
"LAAYEGA MERE DIL KI TARAP KOI KAHAAN SE,/
SUNN NA HO MERA HAAL , SUNO MERI ZUBAAN SE." )
To the query "if I am a virgin/ "
Why talk like a moral surgeon?/
"Do I Love it cold, warm or hot?/"
I'm always wanting what is not?/
"Ugly? OK. OK. ? Or attractive"?/
Wish you were not so selective!/
"Messy? Uncouth? Ungainly? or Cute?"/
Neither balding sick, nor funnily hirsute./
"Would you up with H B hook?/"/
Perhaps, if u went beyond his look./
Will the answers leave me buried under the same dome?/
Or will they open casements on some magic foam?/
I too much discuss, too much explain./
At times with smile, but often with pain/
Why so many come to knock at my door?/
Want their data but nothing more?/
Would I always just a test rabbit be/
In the lab of a young scientific beauty?
What if on one glorious summer day/
Sizing up her curves and her mesmeric sway/
Out of her dainty fingers, I slip away?/
Or finding her alone, dare to propose/
A life where each day would be a red rose./
Will her "lab-mate",that stupid boy, be furious?/
To see the girl about my plans getting curious?/
Should I challenge him to a Russian duel?/
Hope she wouldn't think me too cruel !/
Oh, I will win her heart with a lover's song/
And we live happily, with love life-long./
Dreams will be horses for this beggar,/
Or I die, slain by the cloak that hides a dagger." /
Having known me thus for whatever I am/
Now sing me please some sweet 'nothings' Ma'am./
Will you , sitting by corpse, brush thy hair with my comb?/
Or. with your stupid guy, come and picnic at my tomb?/
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