"I like people who move their baaadi,

C'mon move your baaadi,

Move it nice and sweet and saaaasi"

And that's all i got to say about that!

Musing...

if wishes were horses, beggars would ride,

If dreams were bubbles, the ants would fly

If love was a breeze, it would pass us by,

If reality was a bee, honey would fry

If sorrow was a madhatter, he'd be stronger than i

If laughter were purple, then man wouldn't cry