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On the crowded streets of India, poems spring to mind

Mai Samjha Nahi -- a limerick

There once were some trav'lers in Jai-pur,
Who spoke Hindi bad 'nough to cry for.
When asked what they knew,
They said "Not a clue,
But see now that's what we have Kai for."

Comments

Brilliant, Andrew! A stroke of genius!