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[Verse 1] Vikram lands so softly Modi on the moon India cries out victory Modi on the moon Pragyan rover ready Modi on the moon ISRO team so steady Modi on, Modi on the moon [Verse 2] Russia, U.S., China Modi on the moon Russia, U.S., China Modi on the moon First to land at South Pole Modi on the moon Finding water one goal Modi on, Modi on the moon [Chorus] Modi say It's not just India's day But today Belongs to all humanity What a way To demonstrate technology A-Okay "India is on the moon" [Verse 3] Chadrayaan-3 successful Modi on the moon Rocket science stressful Modi on the moon We must work together Modi on the moon We can live forever Modi on, Modi on the moon [Chorus] Modi say It's not just India's day But today Belongs to all humanity What a way To demonstrate technology A-Okay "India is on the moon" [Outro] Don't give up, don't give up Don't give up, don't give up Don't give up, don't give up Don't give up, don't give up Don't give up, don't give up Don't give up, don't give up Don't give up, don't give up Don't give up, don't give up Don't give up, don't give up Don't give up, don't give up [repeat and fade] Mark Toney © 2023
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Aug 25, 2023
Aug 25, 2023 at 1:24 PM UTC
Modi On the Moon
Vikram and Pragyan mysteries of the south pole— India's moon phase Chandrayaan-3 dreams came true Modi's quite over the moon Mark Toney © 2023
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Aug 23, 2023
Aug 23, 2023 at 1:20 PM UTC
India Is On The Moon
1857 was some years older, Bhaaratvarsh was still a slave. No Hïnđū king after Śïvājī had been bolder, None dared guerrilla attacks from a mountain cave. No Hïnđū queen after Läkšmībāī was braver, None consumed the patriotism wine agave. Mughal or howsoever other tyrannical kings were, The Colonial Age was worse and it was a blur. Bhāräŧ knows how to make things better, And I am sure about this administrator. Mōđī Jī is as focused as a recluse, And Yōgī Jī tolerates not a traitor. Shāh Jī is the best strategist, And the team is just perfect. Smřŧï auntie is the best counsellor, An example she is of the pink power. Rājnāŧh Jī is the best caretaker, Wise old man for the nation. Doctor Härśvärđhän is now elevated, He heads the World Health Organization. Coronavirus and its disease, COVID19, Originated in MainlandChina. Extinction, it is threatening, Now we all turn to Hïnđū values. Sänāŧän Đhärmä is very scientific, The blind faith belongs to aggressors. The oldest **** sapiens sapiens,*** In Jharkhand state, you will find its remains. They say that history repeats itself, Rām Rājyä beckons once again.
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Jul 9, 2020
Jul 9, 2020 at 7:45 PM UTC
7 Years Later
The year was 2014 And I thought justice was delivered I saw them everywhere On billboards, posters, newspapers And we knew humaare acche din aa gaye. We were shown repeatedly how congress was corrupted How one party changed the face of this country, And how they are right, others are wrong Us and them, I cared for development Economy and justice Swiftly, they were delivered. The world saw us happy But the reports are always wrong Dropping our ranks We are developing, they said How far are we to develop? No one knows. They kept the internet charges very low So low that everyone had access They had access to modiji ke foreign visits But some forsaw what was wrong. They were put behind bars Some wanted justice, but She was blind to saffron And we knew modji kaise galat honge Not minding justice is revenge Justice is unke desh me ghuss ke maarenge And justice is righting every wrong.
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Dec 26, 2019
Dec 26, 2019 at 2:24 AM UTC
The year was 2014
I am a voluntary propagandist. Run I did a strong campaign. An enduring campaign for NaMo. My Facebook pages are successful. And I feel like a shadow warrior. I don't need any prize for my efforts. Mōđī Jī remaining in charge of India's golden future.
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May 25, 2019
May 25, 2019 at 2:17 PM UTC
Efforts Paid Off
She is the mother Who has raised a Son , Whose moral values Touches the sky, Whose confidence is like an Aquila Who  fly, So high... Mother is happy, She has raised a son Who is busy serving The mother nation, Bharat maa, She is thin Old, her vitals Don't function well But she is living Just to see her son Once in a year. With her old shrunken, Eyes she waits , Her dry massless wrinkled Hand waits , To touch his son Once in a year. She is the mother Who fed her son With so much love & Care .. now that love and care Is enjoyed by By a billion and more . As once Napoleon said, Great nation need nothing Much as Good Mothers.
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Nov 5, 2017
Nov 5, 2017 at 1:37 PM UTC
Mother like You