Question

poem on life of commerce student​

Answer 1

Answer:

be bhai pata ni yaar deke le

Answer 2

Answer:

We are all scum

Cruising around the metropolitan at an all time low

Putrid exhaust fumes gather in thick clouds of dense smog around highly trafficked areas

You take joy in the little things like,

Bumper to bumper commerce for the rest of your uncomfortable life

Rush hour's usual three and a half

Road rage fanatics cursing in tongues and spitting on the inside of their own windsheilds

And, others just honking their own horns because they want in on the action, too

Reminds me of orgies and no one wanting to do it with you so beat off in the corner lonely and probably whining

Humanity is pathetic