Said sweet Lester, our sickly son
My money’s gone dry, it’s time to run!
And don’t you dare stop me, he sneered
Even though you think I’m a bit weird!
I said: Where are you heading, son?
If you’re going, please take your gun!
It will stand you in good stead
Even though you’re out of your head!
I am going to the Bahamas to catch some sun
My friends and I are sure to have some fun!
And if you really care, do drop me a line
I’ll be thick with women, song and wine!
I said: You’ll call us on your mobile at any rate
Or a fax will have added urgency and weight!
But make sure you do not get into any trouble
Because we don’t want you home, bent or double!
Said Lester: Don’t worry about my fate
Even though I don’t have a life partner or mate!
But I promise I will find myself a girl
Whose good looks will make your head swirl!
I said: May God go with you, Lester
You’re neither a fool nor a court jester!
Remember, whatever you do, wherever you go
Please do your best to put on a good show!
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Note: KAMAL WADHWA is an Honors graduate in Literature from the University of Chicago. He can be reached at wadhwa.kamal@ymail.com
