Don't be upright, Gushing at his Grave,
He was the sole clinging to life.
The one who is Plucky, A heart that's brave,
Ahh Man! "Your blood build a rife".
Man of the hour, Agent of the Arm,
The lion who brawled, The lone who roared,
The one whose smile ne'er had a smarm,
"SHER SHAH", whose single beam is adored.
The capture of 5140, Finally lead your decisive,
But recall, your gore is enough,
enough than our contentment,
Every time we'll have your sacrifice as incisive,
Here we promise,
we'll never take your
hecatomb as resentment.
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