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Confessions of a Prasadam Thief
by Björn Åhsberg
When it comes to sweets, I'll have one and then another one
And then another one, and then I snatch your Gulabjamon
Even if you're a sannyasi
If you turn your back I'll drink up your lassi
It feels like a deja-vu or a rerun
The hundredth time that I steal all the shrikand
blublublu blublu blablabla
It's hard to rap with my mouth full of halava
So I swallow it and go on with the frenzy
Eat 1-0-8 laddus just to maintain this engine
To eat simply wonderfuls is simply wonderful
Prasad thief, you might think it's abominable
But it's not a dramatic robbery
I just come in peacefully and eat all your rabri
Carefully perform prasada seva
Until my eyes look like those of Mahadeva