Don'T Be Shy..No One Has Seen.
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Keep quiet. Let us make love,
To produce one more kid,
To send to the foreign land,
To work as the plantation slaves,
The buildings in the Middle East,
Awaiting for the cleaners,
The lands in those countries,
Have itch to have the sky scrapers,
Let our young adults go there,
Work as the expatriate laborers,
With no boots and protective gloves,
Their hands and feet are full of sores,
Let our educated professionals migrate,
Get accustomed with that free culture,
Let us pound and chew the betel pan mixture.
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