There was once a bird, who flew over the peacock's head
And little did he know, that poop he did on it
No matter how much he fell, the ego was unforgiving
This body by Mother Bhumi, but so much Ahankar..
'Cos did she ever, complain than give her best
A deep sacrificing power, we take for granted instead
And little did he know, that poop he did on it
No matter how much he fell, the ego was unforgiving
This body by Mother Bhumi, but so much Ahankar..
'Cos did she ever, complain than give her best
A deep sacrificing power, we take for granted instead
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