Two smokers going, hand in hand, glove in glove,
Taking the cigarettes,
Opening the lighter,
Lighting
The cigar held in between fingers
And taking into the mouth
And moving.

Another too with teh cigar into the mouth,
I mean in between the lips
And getting lit from the friend's smoking cigar
on the lips

And the friends going, friends from Bombay,
O, sing you a song, friends from Bomaby have come,
Salute them!

Bijay Kant Dubey

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