Bicycle puntured, sat on my cycle,
I drove a guy whose name was Pip.
sloppy roads, flat tyres
"oh! god" muttered those broiled lips.
classes in the morning, labs in the afternoon,
prime-mover of my energy Dip.
Compelled in th morning, wrenched in the noon,
left me with paining hip.
vibrant looks were the past of the day,
coming time looked at me w/o having any useful tips.
finally gave up at "gurunath",
decided to have an energy sip.
This is just a trailor,
I have some more for my fiends who belong to "fried-Chips"
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