Bangladesh.
September 19th, 2008  –  by Jarett Kobek

Courtesy our pal, Arafat Kazi:

A rough English translation is:

I will poot, I will poot
Once I poot, you will be destroyed
You will cook from beyond the grave

When I see a beautiful girl, my chest cries out with a Poot
My soul is taken over my an insane addictive daemon

I will poot, I will poot
Once I poot, you will be destroyed
I will reverse the hourglass of your life

I have eaten mangoes, berries, jackfruit, and lichees,
Every time I see a fruit I salivate

I will poot, I will poot
I will poot, I will poot.

–  catalogued as music  –

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