A basket of four leaf clover
In the hands of all those men:
Well disciplined as per Blue,
And are in quest for the rain.

From dawn to dusk to dark
What they chant they cheer;
Offer many prostrations and
Don't give a skip to any payer.

They eagerly fill their coffers
With myriad virtues to get berth
Their own in the Jannah of God
And in life expect spring of mirth