Festival of election
Chunav jab khatam hote hai aap v ho jaate ho gayab Mr India ki tarah.
Vote jab lene hote hai toh janta lagti hai bhagwan,
Haath jodte ho janta ke saamne,kahte ho main hun sabse behtar duja na koi.
Jab aate hai chunav toh aate hai yaad bijli,paani,naale ki samasaya;
Kahte ho karake dunga main sabse behtar,duja na dega karake isse behtar,
So dena vote humhi ko hoga sabse behtar.
Lagaate ho naare ki main hu sabse behtar,
karte ho apni tulna auro se aur kahte ho main hun sabse behtar,
Lekin yeh toh batana Bhaiya ki diamond kabhie kehta hai main hun sabse behtar.
Lagaate ho ek dusre par aarop,dete rehte ho safàai apne par lage aaropo ka,
Agar kiya hota saare kaam imaandaari se toh nobat hi nahi aati safaai ki.
Jab jaate ho jit chunav tab nahi yaad aate ye kachchi sadke,pine ka paani,sevage line,bijli,mahangaai aur school banane ka kaam,
Karte ho ikka dukka kaam aur kahte hai maine pure kiye saare vaade.
Kyu jaate ho bhul satta par baith ke ki aap hai janta ke dwara chune gaye pratinidhi jiska kaam hai janta se kiye gaye waado ko pura karne kaa.
Janta jaati hai kyu thagi har baar har 5 saal ke baad,
kya iska hai koi samadhan toh batana bhaiya,isliy toh hai ye chunav ke fundey.
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