chhote mote gol aur tondal
ek miyan the mister dhondhal

pet tha un ka jaise matka
chalte the kha kha kar jhatka

atak atak kar chalte the wo
matak matak kar chalte the wo

qad sach-much footbaal tha un ka
kuppa ek ek gal tha un ka

umr thi un ki aath baras ki
aath nahin to nau ki das ki

jab wo dawat mein kahin jate
das das baqar-khaniyan khate

firini das bis pyale
be-ginti zarde ke niwale

us par bhi jab pet na bharta
bhuka marta kya nahin karta

ghar aa kar wo shor machate
man se mang ke khana khate

mehnat se ghabraate the wo
sare din bas khate the wo

paidal chalna chhut gaya tha
ghar se nikalna chhut gaya tha

wo nikle aur sab chillae
tondal aae tondal aae

ek din apne ghar se nikle
chal kar wo bazar mein pahunche

bazari kutton ne ghera
dhondhal chillae bahtera

ban na pada jab kuchh to bhage
kutte pichhe dhondal aage

kutte un ko jaan gae the
waqt ko bhi pahchan gae the

jab wo ghar se bahar aate
kutte roz unhen daudate

roz ye un par aati aafat
banti in ki roz yahi gat

tond is warzish se kuchh patki
matka thi ab rah gai matki

kutton ne ye khub dawa di
chhut gai un ke jism ki baadi

achchhe khase ho gae dhondhal
koi na kahta ab unhen tondal