541 were in the house,
more than half had decided,
take down the man,
break down his plan,
they thought we were divided...
The Reds pulled out,
hey,fair game,
24-Karat fools I think,
but Man in the Turban didnt blink,
Doc knew in the end they'd be blamed..
As the banter started,
ole LK feeling outsmarted,
asked his cronies,
to scatter unholy money,
upon the sacred table,
making Mr.Speaker unstable,
adjourned till he silenced the babel.
But am as grey as my beard,
neither I nor the Italian feared,
and we unleashed unseen authority
and confronted them with heroes of minority.
The young Omar,with eloquent edge,
spoke with cold anger and pledged,
never again to take side,
with the orange and green tide.
When the talk was done,
I had the battle won,
the Dalit and her force of break-aways,
were smart but still couldnt take away,
they say my words sent to the media did sting..
am sure now they wont forget,
Singh is Kinng!
Singh is Kinng!
Singh is Kinng!
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