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The body always plays

- Mahfuz Nabeen (Bangladesh)

—Will it happen?
 
—What will happen?
 
—That’s a little
 
—Who? Who will speak?
 
—Under that big bud
Talk about rubbing salt in my wounds– d’oh!
 
—No, no, brother, let’s go
 
—We are two
You say one
Oh! Time is going to fail!
 
—How much will you pay?
Will you take me or “Chandra?”
 
—You have to
What is your name?
 
—My name? “Shoya”
 
—Wow! wow! what fate touches wash?
 
—Say something?
 
—Nothing; Wash a little pull
 
—Oh, will you smoke? Eat
Tell me, what do you want?
 
—You don’t understand? Understand
 
—And money?
 
—Oh! will get it; Of course will not be empty
 
—Tell me where to take it? Your home or hotel?
 
—Wait a minute; Jumps will be played today
 
—Ha ha ha let’s go
 
—Everything will be today
There will be merriment, merriment and merriment
Will play Chamak-Chamak!

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