Lucky Dip

by Girish Menon

Shiv is in a bind

Got no more options

Throws the ball to the leggie

Abdul save me from my plight

What should I do skip?

Flight or darts?

The game will be lost

In a jiff or in time

Do what you please

Take a risk if you wish

Take the field that you want

Save me from my fate

I will be deposed

My record exposed

Personally divorced

Abdul, take the risk

You don't have to worry

It is my flutter

Just get me a winner

Abdul flights the ball

Six runs to win

Twelve balls to play

Three wickets left

The ball slips from his grip

Dips and hits a divot on the pitch

Shoots along the mud

Hits the batter on his foot

The ump raises his finger

The crowd is happy

The experts begin to rave

At the great bowling change

I still have some hope

My record intact

My family safe

The match is won soon after

The experts sing my praise

The cup is saved

I will remain captain again

  

Many wins follow

Folks call me the greatest

Skipper and tactician

That ever played

But if it was not for Abdul

And the divot on the pitch

Daily I’d be walking to Tesco

To buy a lucky dip.