Written amidst the mind-numbing perils of never ending curfew lockdowns. Read at your own mental risk 🤓

Tak taka tak - Tak Tak
Kaun hai bhai bata ab tak

CHINA!

CHAI NA girana babu
Bari tarpay tarpay tarpay
Meri leg not so halkay halkay

Knock knockity! Knock Knock
Who’s there, before I click back the lock

ZEBRA! 

ZE BRA in France is black or white 
Practical and just hugging one right 
And if you feel the added zeal 
Add some colour, like lilac and teal. 

Tap ti tap tap - Tap Tap 
Who is it? That was a fine rap

LIZARD! 

LIZ ‘EARD you call her “mighty stout”
You really put your foot in your mouth!
She may be big but she’s got style 
She’ll make you eat your words for a mile 

Ding da ding ding- Ding Dong
Who is it? Come sing us a song 

RHINO! O-O! O…OOOO!

Mr. RAI, NO we will not do this 
Mrs Rai yes it’s all the craze 
Rainbow coloured hair for you 
And I will go for baby blue 

Clap de clap clap - Clap Clap
Who goes there? Who gives my door a thwack? 

‘Tis me MAYNA!

MAY NA bhoolonga 
MAIN NA bhoolongi 
My nemesis is bharta de cauliflower  
And mine is garbanzo beans! 

Open the door for salvation
Open the door for your soul
Who …  who’s there? 
‘Tis me your moral sense, 
Call me your conscience 
No punning, rhyming words here
No weighty equations.
Just you and me and clarity 
That’s been lost too long at sea

I’m deaf! I’m deaf! I can’t hear you 
Ps. I’ve not seen any clarinet either! (Hehe!)
So the door stays closed, barred and locked
Not opening any windows neither! 
Go elsewhere, go where you can be heard
The (h)earless are quite rampant here 
Don’t come knockity knocking upon my door
Amd I’ll pretend as if you were never here - dear!

Conscience! Right! Where’s the pun in that!