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A beautiful Indian lady

came to the party in Calcutta

all in golden jewelry,

her bust —

cannot take the eyes off —

decorated with

a kilogram of delicate armor,

ladies’ weapon of attack.

The shining of her gold smile

gave rise to everybody’s

love and envy. Such immense

that after the party the lady

was found in the mud murdered,

naturally without ornaments.

Just a millionth episode

in the history of despicable metal.