Mauryan, Mauryan, always so bland,
Your name's a snooze, your personality's in a sand.
You're like a beige sweater, comfortable but dull,
No one's gonna remember you, you're just a filler in the hull.
Your humor's as dry as the Sahara's sand,
Your jokes are as stale as last week's leftover hand.
You're always so serious, never cracking a smile,
It's like you're trying to suck the fun out of life for a while.
