this poem is for the Indian Cricket Team.....
they force us to wonder if they are tigers or cats,
when they fail to deliver runs through their bats !
we feel that the team is failing....
when they miss their cathes and balls go here-there railing !
they tell us that they are rising from the ashes....
but we only see them celebratin birthday bashes !
they say that we'll bring pride back to the indian cricket.....
but how will that be possible if they keep losing their wicket !
each one of them is involved in one or the other scandle.....
and then we are told, its more than they can handle !
no good coach is ready to work with the team.....
yet these people always smile,beam and gleam !
they cant even set a decent batting order...
because one of them s facing a health disorder !
INSTEAD OF MOVING AROUND, HAVING FUN WITH YOUR MATE....
INDIAN CRICKETERS PLEASE GET UP BEFORE ITS TOO LATE !
they force us to wonder if they are tigers or cats,
when they fail to deliver runs through their bats !
we feel that the team is failing....
when they miss their cathes and balls go here-there railing !
they tell us that they are rising from the ashes....
but we only see them celebratin birthday bashes !
they say that we'll bring pride back to the indian cricket.....
but how will that be possible if they keep losing their wicket !
each one of them is involved in one or the other scandle.....
and then we are told, its more than they can handle !
no good coach is ready to work with the team.....
yet these people always smile,beam and gleam !
they cant even set a decent batting order...
because one of them s facing a health disorder !
INSTEAD OF MOVING AROUND, HAVING FUN WITH YOUR MATE....
INDIAN CRICKETERS PLEASE GET UP BEFORE ITS TOO LATE !
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