Kutte ki tarah jeene ki aadat padhi hai sabko

Kiski majaal joh chede dilair ko ... gardish mein gher lete hai geedar bhi sher ko

Bali hamesha bakre ki di jaati hai ... sher ki nahi

Insaan bhi pehle janwar tha ... sadiyan lagi usse janwar se insaan banne mein ... lekin tujhe insaan se janwar banne mein zara bhi waqt nahi laga

Saanp ke phan se pichwada mat khujao ... zeher phail gaya toh septic ho jayega

Basanti in kutto ke samne mat nachna

Sher se hal chalaoge toh kisaan toh marega hi

Mard banne ka itna shauk hai ... toh kutto ka sahara lena chhod de

Hum kutton se baat nahin karte!

Aapko dekhte hi ... main jal bin machali, nritya bin bijli ban jata hoon

Kutton ka jhund kitna bhi bada ho ... uske liye ek sher hi kaafi hota hai

Aam aadmi sota hua sher hai ... ungli mat kar ... jaag gaya toh cheer phaad dega

Bootiyan nochne waala geedar ... gala phadne se sher nahin ban jaata

Yeh haath hai ki hathoda ... keedon ki basti mein kaunsa aa gaya makauda

Jhund mein toh soovar aate hai ... sher akela hi aata hai

Pinjare mein aakar sher bhi kutta ban jaata hai

Maidan mein khule sher ka samna karoge ... tumhare mard hone ki galatphami door ho jayegi

Cheeteh ki chaal, baaz ki nazar aur Bajirao ki talvar par sandeh nahi karte ... kabhi bhi maat de sakti hai

Kabab mein haddi toh suna tha ... yeh saala poora bakra kahan ghus aaya

Udne ki baat parinde karte hai ... tutte huye par nahi