All I have are my boogers,
Years of experienced toil,
Won't let the naysayers value them,
They will my ruse foil.
One booger one lakh rupees,
That's the price I demand.
They are potent enough to dull all pain,
The very best in the land.
Some are too small to sell,
I'll mix them with my poop.
Alloyed with salamander piss,
Make for a healthy goop.
My lab will be known worldwide,
I envision serpentine queues to the moon.
I am a genius no doubt,
Dirt under my nails soon.
