'Vaayai mudda Da!' she, exasperated, exclaimed due to it was our Honeymoon Nighting
'Shut it with Kisses!' I replied to end all such Yama-Yami fighting
Sadly, those kisses were French & so itty Baby was Borning
Not Rahul is fetter, for Ganga is bed-wetter of all Hymen as Dawning.
Envoi-
Prince! Even if self-coronated, you too but crowned
From a vagina nationum whose Sun is underground.
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