Your head is empty
My feelings for you no words can tell,
Except for maybe “go to hell”
Roses are red, violets are blue, sugar is sweet, and so are you.
But the roses are wilting, the violets are dead, the sugar bowl’s
Empty and so is your head.
My feelings for you no words can tell,
Except for maybe “go to hell”
Roses are red, violets are blue, sugar is sweet, and so are you.
But the roses are wilting, the violets are dead, the sugar bowl’s
Empty and so is your head.
Kabhi hosla bhi azzma lena chahiye
Bure waqt mein bhi muskurana chahiye
Aur jab saat din bhi naa mite khujli
Toh aath wae din naha lena chahiye.
Tum jo bhi ho,
Mere dil main ho!
Tu kahi bhi ho,
Khush raho!
Dil ko patther na bano!
Yah dil hai koi dharmshala nahi!
Kabhi bhi aao! Aur kabhi bhi jao!
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
Sugar is sweet,
And so are you.
But the roses are wilting,
The violets are dead,
The sugar bowl’s empty,
And so is your head.
Ek pal ka jina Kutmir, pudinaa…
Jo bhi mera gana pade…
Wo kutta kameena…
“CONGRATS” U have been awarded an M.B.A degree
For not Smsing me.
MBA means ‘Member of Bhikari Association’
Kindly forward it 2 all M.B.A’s.
Chand pe kali ghata to aati to hogi,
Sitaaron ko muskurahat aati to hogi,
Tum laakh chupao duniya se magar,
Akele me tumhe apni shakal pe hansi aati to hogi
Baba ji ka mela laga hai haridwar mein,
Prashad mein Recharge Coupon diye jayenge,
Kisi aur ko mat batana,
Ye SMS sirf chuninda bhikhariyon ko bheje ja raha hai
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
Hi hi hi hi hi hi hi hi hi hi
Ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho…
Kuchh nahin yaar bas aapki shakal yaad aa gayi
Kamaal tere nakhrey,
kamaal tera style hai,
Muh dhoney ki tameez nahin
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