When summer comes, we hear the hums
Bhisma Lochan Sharma.
You catch his strain on hill and plain from Delhi
down to Burma
To the sons of Ramgaroo
Laughter is taboo
A funny tale will make them wail:
“We're not amused, boo - hoo!”
In Shiva's homeland, the rules are quite strange, as I can truly attest,
If someone slips, and falls by err, police come by to arrest.
Hullo, there Baburam – what have you got in there?
They always knew the Boss babu
To be a gentle fellow
What happens if he in a jiffy
Turns all blue and yellow?
Was a duck, porcupine (to grammar I bow not)
Became Duckupine, but how I know not.
Stork tells turtle, "Indeed it's a delight-
Our Stortle shape is exactly right! "
Chandidas's uncle has invented a device
Which is causing everyone to praise it to the skies.
When Uncle was a year old, or maybe even younger,
He came out with a lusty yell that sounded just like'Goonga.'
In the land of Bombaria
The customs are peculiar.
The king, for instance, advocates
Gilded frames for chocolates.
Innocent pen, innocent ink [and Muse]
On an innocent page scribbles abuse--
“Monkey, stupid, queer and dud,
Donkey, silly, diffuse, absurd,”
Heard your daughter's getting married,
From Posta, the news I carried.
Gangaram, the groom you chose,
I wish to describe, the quality he owes.