Spiral ! Spiral ! Spiral !
All here in are Exceptional
Together making their own Bases
Solving all their Cases
Swotting for luminous future
Imprinting in their Mind elder's Lectures
Move further and further in crooked ways
Walking hand in hand out of cages
Roving about shouting and gigling by
Under the trim bluish sky
At times in sultry noon
Getting hurry to go back home soon.
"Spiral" gang is bindaas
When they fly over and pass
With sudden sound of vehicle horns
Which breaks the tranquility the backfield earns.
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