A Disloyal Eliot
I know a disloyal lady from Eliot
In the beginning, she was very sweet
Whatever she did or done with her
She always sent me tweet
One day I visited her town hotel
She gave me a worst treat
She was sitting with anonymous
They came there for something to eat
I came back to home crying
My body got full of the heat
I sent her message saying goodbye
And left to go through her street
One year ago she called me
She said sorry and wanted to meet
I ignored her by saying
I don't like disloyal meat
This all I remembered today morning
Sitting on my university bus seat
She was rider of two boats
Used me like a veet
Listen Imran, don't talk bitter
People just like to listen sweet
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