All must wait, Antilia we know,
and things begin to jell-a-tin together
about the sting in the Scorpio.
What did Deshmukh take Home?
What had Param to bear to sing?
Of Mansukh and what he ran
(Not just playing cops and Riberios) .
Scenes to be cc'd and recreated,
a CIU to investigate from far and NIA-
although without a Sharad of evidence.
Such are the Wazes of the world!
Lord have Mercedes on us.
Send us machines-
to count our blessings!
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