It was long but weak

It was weak but bleak

It was bleak but sleek

It was sleek and slick

It was slick and like a stick

It was like a stick but not a stick

It was not a stick but it tried to stick

Not a Fevi Stick and not like Fevicol

When I opened the cap…it smelled of ethanol

Ethanol but not Alcohol…well I don’t care at all

It glides through paper, floats on air

When it broke, I cried in despair

I gave one to my friend on his birthday, he couldn’t believe his luck

This was the one which he would never like to chuck

Was he alive or was he dreaming

But he was no short of screaming

Um da dah da dah…oochie wa-la-la-la

That’s when I told him

“Isko Laga Daala…toh life Jhinga-la-la”

Recession or not…he wanted them all

Beer, Vodka and Martini….oh, he left them All !!

He started to sing loudly and beat the drums

That’s when I felt he’d got “10 ka DUM”

He didn’t notice anybody and gave no heed

‘Coz I had jus given him a brand new “Cello Speed”