Joseph Furtado,
The Goan fiddler
Of Indo-Portuguese descent
Taking us to Goa,
Its shady glades, sunny beaches,
Seashores, hamlets and colonies,
Dwellings and settlements
With his hilarity and fiddling
Shown through Indian pidgin-English
And shared with hearty laughs and ironies.
But we could not take to
His laughter and hilarity,
Joy and pleasure of living,
A Goan fiddler he fiddled and rambled
Singing the songs of Goa
So ahead of his time and in his joviality
Understanding the value of fun and laughter in life.
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