Once There Was A
Hungry Kutta
He Stole A Peice Of
Boti By Chacha Diimu
Shop
Then He Durki Lai &
Reach Ob Th Bridge
Of Naala
He Saw Another Kutta
In Water With Boti
His Thoughts Were
Kuttian Aali
He Maari Jo Chaal Wich
Tey He Lost His Own
Boti
Never luk for a Gud Face, it''ll turn old one day; Never luk for a Gud Skin, it''ll wrinkle one day; But luk for a loyal heart, that''ll miss u every day.
