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Arvind Thakar

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Arvind Thakar

Tragedy Others

The Water Conked Him!

The Water Conked Him!

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Keen was his smell for scotch,

When he got going, he didn't look at the watch.

When he didn't get his quota,

He would even down a litre of vodka.

Soon came a day when his pocket ran dry,

His friends too turned their backs on the poooooor guy.

It was then that he made the mistake,

Of picking up a bottle labelled turpentine flake.

The doctors analysed the viscera later,

only to conclude that he had conked after drinking water!


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