See that girl in short clothes
She isn’t of character sober,
Is all what I have heard
She surely is a tart
Look her skinny jeans
To give hints, is all what it means
Did you see her pout?
It’s just a way to call up for a night out
Who is that boy on her door?
Agh… She is such a whore
How can you let her go alone?
Don’t you know how unsafe the time is,
Or do you want to see her with clothes torn?
See, all that makeup,
She must be desiring a hookup
Oh my Gosh! Look that hour hand on 2 in the clock,
Is that the time when she should give her home’s door a knock?
She doesn’t even know how to cook,
For a girl, useless are all these books
You know she is getting a divorce,
She must have done something wrong
Else this wouldn’t have happened of course
Did you hear that she didn’t get a boy as her child first?
Oh my, pardon!
Why to this poor soul you did this worst!
This is our Indian society’s language different
Or am I right if I call it a discriminant?