The funerary directors
Of the world like the
Biggest sinner: Pape!
Flowers bloom like
Never before beautiful
As all piety is observed:
Beautiful! Beautiful!!
Beautiful....................
Lovely, sweet essence
Of mine: Father love me;
I have waited for you
For years, now I wait on you!
Flowers! Beautiful..................
The moon shines bright
Today; The sun glows in the rain
As goats get married
Rainbows appear Fat Her dearest.
Kisses to you my Papa Bear.
The horses lay eggs as I say
We have lost; The world is multihued
As I say we have won!!!! Congratulations!
-- Doel Sengupta
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