But what of an empty stomach There the way of death And here the same. But what of an empty stomach There the way of death And here the same.

You cheat, you abuse, you torment, you steal And then dare to call my bleeding body un You cheat, you abuse, you torment, you steal And then dare to call my bleedin...

Let my stomach be happy when I fulfill all his wishes Let my stomach be happy when I fulfill all his wishes

Laugh, laugh, laugh till the time your stomach cries, Laugh, laugh, laugh till the time your stomach cries,

My stomach starts to rumble, Because I want to eat my favourite idli sambar. My stomach starts to rumble, Because I want to eat my favourite idli sambar.

The poem shows stomach laughing at the poet who is in pain of ulcers. The poem shows stomach laughing at the poet who is in pain of ulcers.