Villain,
Act you,
But make you not
My only son
Turn into a villain
As marking you
Going with
The gangster,
The thug and the loafer
He too has started
Taking cigars,
Bottles.
Villain,
I know it
That awards are waiting
For you,
But my only son
Will spoil his life
Seeing you
As has he started taking
Cigars not,
Ganja,
Wine not,
But palm juice.
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