Poem On
ash
Sexy aunty on the floor,
ash is not
as before,
The one we used to adore,
The sweet lady from mangalore,
Now she''s a big bore,
Played around with four,
Screwed them for sure,
Drowned them and came
ashore,
Vivek w
as burnt to the core,
Salman gave him a call of roar,
Then stepped through amitabh''s door,
She knew he scores in crore,
Abhishek is for sure,
Dil mange more,
God knows whats more in aunty''s store.
CRAZY KIYA RE . . . ;->
