There have been many scams in this country. But the fodder scam is my favourite for the brash recklessness with which it was committed. When this prhyme was written, Lalu was cooling his heels in a make shift jail... and hopes of conviction were high...
In the land of cows
He took his vows
To rule the ones that bred him
But he showed his class
When it came to grass
He bit the hoof that fed him!
But when his plot
Soon got caught
He scoffed at the brewing storms
With contemptuous flair
He stuck to his chair
Flouting all codes and norms.
Emotionally strirred
The rival herd
Flung accusations and scorns
A battle ensued
And the bloody fued
Had everybody locking horns
Victory is sweet
But impending defeat
Was the bitterest pill of his life.
He was no quitter
So he set off the bitter
With a dose of Rabri – his wife
Now Laloo chews cud
And wallows in the mud
Of infamy in guarded confines
Will Rabri make hay
The Laloo Yadav way
Till the proverbial sun still shines?
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