Rusko gets up from his seat at half past ten
And blasts Shyam and his mother clear out of his den.
Soon Kavka understands the meaning of her name
And realises the fault was never in the stars.
Ma and Pa pray for psycheartistry to end.
Shyam loses very badly today.
We Jews win the World War in such a big way
That there is no saying how we win
So bigly any way.
So now as I claim my Nobel Prize at 10.30
Shyam and his people leave VIBGYOR,
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