| She was simply very beautiful; My heart and mind Geya Jhool; I gave her a Red Rose ka Phool; Woh Kar Gyi Mere Saath Chull; She turned out to be my Life's biggest Bhull! |
| There once was a lady, Eileen, Who lived on distilled kerosene. But she started absorbin' A new hydrocarbon And since then she's never benzene! |
| There was a princess of Bengal, Whose mouth was exceedingly small; Said she, "It would be More easy for me To do without eating at all!" |
| Shit-house poets when they die Should have erected where they lie In memory of their caustic wit Where they lie every dipped A monument of solid shit! |