One day, a poet named Kushk-i-Firozi came to Razia's court...
I speak these words as a small present. With your chest like a rhino,And plait like a banana,None can compare to Razia Sultanaaaa!
Razia got angry! Because she doesn't likes if anybody calls her SULTANA. She calls her Wazir...
Have...have...you not liked my po-po-poetry?S-S-Sultana-ana-ana?
SULTANA?! ARREST HIM! Take back your pesky present at once!
You fool!You must never call her Sultana!
The Wazir came...He whispered into poet's ear...
The punishment for this is Seventy Whips!
A Sultana is not a Sultan. Sultanas are wives of Sultans!
I am the SULTAN-as much a Sultan as any man who has ruled!
Yes, you have given me the most perfect pesky present! Ruined my evening.
The poet apologizes her...
Forgive me Sultan!Last night,I found a note in my bedroom saying that I must never call you Sultan otherwise you will have my head. I spent all night to give you a present of rhyming words like plait like a banana.Banana,Sultana.
WAZIR..find the person who has dared to do this.
Yes Sultan.You'r wish is my command
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