A Salute To Our Soldiers

From dusk to dawn, with very little yawn,

Soldiers work as a cuspate awn.

With wad oblation, for the nation,

They have to live in filthy condition.

They work at border, with many orders,

Accomplish their duties with great worder.

They accept threats with laden zest,

So that we can sleep best.

Therefore it's our job, to greet them with bob,

For their ceaseless luscious job.

Jai Hind!!