Maruti Dream
Maruti, my dream girl
Indian beauty with Japanese blood
Oft times I ran my finger along
thy sleek, unfeeling body secretly,
Full knowing that thou art
co-owned by my friend
And the leasing company
Thy auto gears would help
my poor rheumatic feet
I would be also blessed with
Fuel economy, a rare virtue
admired by all husbands
But oh God! Thy father Ravi uncle
is demanding too high a dowry
So how can I, a poor teacher,
afford such a luxury as you?
However, I will pursue my dream,
My Maruti dream forever.
R.C. Fernando
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