There once lived a dude called sherminator
who's nothing like the actual terminator
he goes by the name of sai
who we dont quite know if a girl or a guy
perfectly at ease flirting with both sexes
stuff with baunny and others, proof in excess
he comes into class perpetually late
and blames his recurrent mishaps on fatewho's nothing like the actual terminator
he goes by the name of sai
who we dont quite know if a girl or a guy
perfectly at ease flirting with both sexes
stuff with baunny and others, proof in excess
he comes into class perpetually late
his command on hindi is something to behold
birke-martini and sickocho near his heart does he hold
his style of clothing; everyone beware
with his pants somewhere south of his Jockey underwear
his style of clothing; everyone beware
with his pants somewhere south of his Jockey underwear
supposedly skillful with his bike between his legs
but drives like a dipsomaniac chock full of pegs
for on one occasion did he execute near college a bend
as a result of which he has been on the mend
a wave of relief, everyone around him had
when they realised - "no more harebrained schemes about going to Hyderabad!!"
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