Beware voters! Hurry! Make your minds
Vote-snatchers are hounding around
Ere they blot your considered thoughts
With brandy bottles and rupee notes
Ballot box is not a post box
To dumb-host your billet-doux
It is the womb of time in wait
To give you the child of your fate
For six decades you compromised
With short-term measly dividends
It is the time you see beyond
The blinds of parochial figment
Vote is not for you and me to get
Mutable pre-poll benefits
Its our commitment to the lot
To bring in a good government
A government that can build a road
Not to your hut or to my castle;
But a grand boulevard that can lead
The billion to a happy new world
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