I am being hounded
Hounded, hounded, I tell ye hounded
I mean hounded
Didnt u hear what I said?
Hounded
Yes hounded
My life is being hounded every minute when I step out of my house
By the GHMC garbage trucks
those buggers are everywhere, lurking, hiding, biding their time.....i am sure spies are involved.....possibly simian.....
and the moment i step out of my house....voila....there will be garbage trucks....
they will come out of evry nook, every cranny, every lane, every by-lane, every alley and every galley....and they will accelerate and overtake (not a very diff task given Baldrick's lackadaisical attitude to speed) and then slow down right in front of me
and then spew forth their garbage and noxious fumes in a bid to kill me
The Great Indian Chunkubaaz has a hand in it am sure
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