2011/05/26

Let's Make a Deal

Inside your idle brain, come shine or mighty rain,
All work and no play all night and all day --
Hardly half a moment of sleep, you see!
Look for me in the details (or check in the fai retails)
When you're loathe to decide -- I'll then come stand beside,
Whilst over your shoulder looms the deep blue sea.

To your petty conceit placate I'll send my advocate
Who'd gladly plead your cases with one of many faces
Of which he has thirty-six, like a pair o' dice.
If lonely and laust, remember Comrade Faust --
You only need to sign on the dashed dotted line,
And I give you on this sorry earth a paradise.

Yet I seek no gratitude, only purple attitude
So that folk may call your air yours-truly-may-care;
How I shall then take care of you dearly!
But I must speak to you because on your soul there is a clause
That you may haven't knone: let's talk this over phone;
Just dial two-thirds of one thousand [well, nearly].

Culinary Wisdom

For the Discerning Madrasi in Yankeedom

Pico de gallo and idli
Is a combination deadly
(They fit like lock and keys)
Never munch on fries
When you lunch on rice
(They're as chalk and cheese)

2011/05/25

Clerihew #04: Gavaskar

Sunil Manohar Gavaskar
Must visit Madagascar
He might its climate embrace
And have a few more Sunny Days

[One sometimes abuses one's license.]

2011/05/19

Ack.ment

The last three poems were inspired by these jewels --
1, 2, 3, 4

At the Beach



A wave slides in, and covers
the Pacific dioxide of Si.
A boat in the distance hovers
like an oil drop of Mi.



2011/05/18

Cheat Never in Medical School

or

Learn from Roberto's Exam Hall Misadventures

Poor Bobby -- would've turned out a fine Dr.
Weren't he caught in the act by the Prr.
Asked about his action
He thought on his feet,
Hesitated a fraction
And ate up his sheet.
For, you see, he wasn't quite the conCr.

Limerick #14: A Haunting Spectre

A Brief Peep into the Life of a
Member of the
Haunting Spectres Society

An abandoned abode was he put in c/o;
When there were prospecting visitors to sc/o,
He rip't out a shriek
And out they'd freak
You got to admire his lungs, or lack th/o

2011/05/06