MATHAMETICAL POEM.Hum to na 3 me hain na 13 me,Hum se Q 5,7 karte ho,9,2,11 kar k hum ko,Chup k oron se bat karte ho,302 lage gi tum ko,Qatl ki wardat karte ho,420 hai vo jis k liy,Zulf lehra k rat karte ho..!
Baap:
Beti tum muje
pehle PAPA kehti thi,
Ab tumne muje DAD kehna Shuro kardia,
Kya waja hai?
Beti:
Cmon DAD, PAPA kehne se lipstick kharab ho jati hai..