A Casual Gossip

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Four persons Standing on a bus stop Waiting for the bus to arrive Tried to the boredom revive First one Throwing the last parts of His burning cigarette on the floor And smashing it with his boot core Speaks with a scorn ‘How dirty the place is! ' The government is shameless and The workers are careless' Second one In his stylish tone Spitting red Out of beetle from his mouth, said ‘You are right bro! Look, nobody is there To clean this public sphere' Third one Throwing the empty pack of chips Laughingly speaks ‘All are idiots, dear friends These are their trends Not to clean Any dustbin' Fourth one Just favouring none Spoke with a fun ‘the toilets here are too dirty So I had to stand Out of the stand For my natures call Openly before all' The bus arrived And all four critics Leaving all their cares Entered into the bus Like the flares

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