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Poem- Philanthropic




 "Brother, I'm  Philanthropic
Fake heap,
Because it would get Election
In front of the selection, 
I have 1971(freedom time of our country) 
Brothers and Philanthropic
Have the honor 
Dignity of plunder loot sister of the mother, 
Said the merchant does not have time to look at back. 
I know my brother,  
Philanthropic again if they win the election
Behavior of the masses, the people, 
The blood-sucking Chew the skin and bone heel bone bruise,
Then I do not eat as I chop Philanthropic"






Kamruzzaman Mukta
Badarganj,Rangpur 
Date 8January / 17 
Mobile -01717850964

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