After CWG's venues were ordained, Mosquitoes multiplied in every pool and drain,
In multi-crore grounds,
Mosquitoes splash around,
Citizens be damned, let dengue fever reign.
If you have smelly old shoes to spare,
Fling them at fools of Vanity Fair,
Don't hurl one but two,
'Coz you'll have to woo,
The politico with free footwear.
Spectrum Raja's hands are in the telecom till,
Mamata decamped to West Bengal seeking thrills,
DMK's Alagiri doesn't care,
The Prime Minister despairs,
"It's not my brief, it's Sonia's will."
If you wish to dupe the exchequer by stealth,
Or amass a share of the nation's wealth,
Send Kalmadi an inflated bill,
Amass 10 lakhs leasing a treadmill,
You'll augment the politicos' collective health.