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LIFE & DEATH OF PERVY PERVERSTSON Young Mr. Pervy was depressed in life, Not a good friend, he had; not even a wife. He thought to himself 'This has gone too far', So he stood on the fast-rail track at Virar. The train as usual, did not arrive. But the 'rail-roko' activists hailed him as Mr. Right. Pervy rushed home and rat poison he ate, What he thought poison was cakes from the maid. Next he hung himself by the fan, Only to end back on the floor with a big bang. He, then got himself a big heavy gun, And said to himself 'I can't miss this one' The bullet, just stuck and the gun didn't give, To his dismay, he still had to live.