Thursday, November 08, 2007

Happee Chuts Deepawali

It little profits that an idle Rex
Matched with an aged life Vex
Metes & doles unequal laws
To a savage race; That paws
Hoards, sleeps & knows not Ye.

He cannot rest from travel
He does drink life from the lees
London Bridge fell on her knees
While Chaat partied@ home
All roads still lead to Rome.

Much has he seen & known
Though much is taken, much abides
Still strives, seeks as yet unknown
Jerry's merry, TomKat slips slides.

How dull it is to rust unburnished
As though to breathe were life
Danish bavarian black varnished
Suited booted spat polished strife

Cockney Soho Boho chic kababs
The Underground, "Inquilab Zindabad."

No comments: