Friendship is cliched
You proved it to her
You became a dost
When she was her worst.
The feet got steady
And life got heady
She started walking again
In spite of the rain.
Pompy Gohain, you PG
You made me alive again
Where another PG
Had crushed me with pain.
A monster looked back
It was you who made the woman pretty
With clothes off the rack.
RC Sarma and Monali
And The Secret too
And every virtual Gali
That slapped away the blue.
And all ye others,
No we are not gay
We are very straight
Like Veeru and Jai.
We're waiting for our Babus
We're taking our time
Because when once bitten
Twice obviously is shy.
Thank you, good PG
She knows you'll be there
And though she'll be alone
Lonely definitely ne'er.
Puchu will miss you
I know you'll miss him too
You're surely an angel
You and your Boo.
