Rendezvous with Shah
On a hot evening I went to see the Taj.
It was getting dark-
The sun was setting across the river,
Just then I saw him sitting quietly over there
-And my balls shook with a jerky shiver.
It was him there, Shah Jahan, lonely and old,
The hookah was not lit,
The dish of Briyani getting cold.I saw a glint, a drop of tear rolling down.
"Must be thinking of Mumu", I asked.
He turned and looked at me with a frown.
"Her memory must be killing you right Shah”?
Making his face Shah replied
“Memory? Ho ha, memory says you bah”!
"You know nothing Sonny,
Keeping seven wives is a fucking costly affair,
The Setting of daily accounts
been giving me a deadly despair".
"Good thing Mumu finally is dead,
now one is less.
After fourteen kids she was loose
And I was kinda dry.
A man always has a limit ya know,
"Good thing Mumu finally is dead,
now one is less.
After fourteen kids she was loose
And I was kinda dry.
A man always has a limit ya know,
No matter how hard he may try!
But young fella that’s not what for I am crying.
With taxes on my marbles
But young fella that’s not what for I am crying.
With taxes on my marbles
Times been sort of trying"
“By mother and by the whiskers of Allah!
That damn thing called the Taj
“By mother and by the whiskers of Allah!
That damn thing called the Taj
Costed me a grand helluva Moolah!
