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Ugh! What a Disgusting TV is

Let one sends you to the grave, as you belong to the lineage of Jinn
You are a fallacious hope that the Devil concealed its secrets from me
You are his instruments that he brought and distributed
You are his big servant and officer that he recruited
You are the calamity of an era and the miser on the rampage
You are a mind-robber who came from a distant continent.

As the person is docile willing to cooperate you own him without bloodletting
You incise with surgical equipment in the outer covering of the head
In order the people not to take an offence you do the incision slowly
Your pincers and the ropes don't embarrass them
It is they who would arrange the strap with a noose
You were a newcomer who landed on the individual's perception and judgment.
 
And now you've allocated a desirable number in the household for your purpose
My close relative people and kinships have habituated you
You took my whole family that I run away from danger away from me
When you prepare a detailed program and bring forth to them
I've wondered how they appreciate your story. 

The breaking of an object, the crushing of a blow and the attacks and nations killing each other
The explosion of the gunpowder, the loud sharp cry and the shouting
Burning villages, the flames and smoke getting up into the sky
The things reduced to its minimal form, the overturned things and the empty
buildings
The treasury that recently been robbed and the bankrupt rich
Bags loaded over the horses and the hooves turning over and over
Clouds of dust sent up, clamor and songs
When you prepare a detailed program and bring forth to them
I've wondered how they appreciate your story.

The sun rising and the earth is beautiful and green
Running rivers flow and reach the shores of the coasts
The forests free from curves or bends and the young shoots of the trees shaking
The shivering flowers located nearby the parasitic plants
Prey animals each going to his own direction and turning away from one
another
Qamar selling a shop which is lined up with expensive products
The significance of love in general and confessing it to one another
When you reason it and express your thoughts with dough mixture of honey
sweet
On Fridays the whole family don't require breakfast and lunch
When you prepare a detailed program and bring forth to them
I've wondered how they appreciate your story

And if I try to make a statement it is like a sudden crash of a cliff
You made me a difficult and ignorant old man
Bring yourself and dictate me articles of a compulsory agreement!  

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