Inspection Report Poem by SRIRANJI ARATISANKAR

Mr. Musk-Rat inspected my davenport
Not wearing Bengalee dhui-panjabi
But putting on goggles, tie-hat-coat..
Turned pages one after another
Of the copy of my new poems.
Suddenly Mr. M. R. flew into rage,
Grumbled, ‘All nonsensical, gibberish'
Who the stupid? Who wrote?
Then purging litter on the pages
Made another comment, "Expect vote?
You wretch of a poet! worthless!
Your composition all grotty inedible,
Even wouldn't be crunched by Mr. Goat