spices poem

clove cumin coriander
how many of you i wonder

here poppy & pepper
are ready to make yo hyper!!

asofetida my doctor
come hither and tell me whether
curing is surely possible
or is it impossible..

dont roll away mustard.....
how tall i am custard
you tingling l'll ginger
look at me the Bark cinnamon

come hither, come hither
we are all spices to gether
merrily and happily we sing
we are the bunch of winners......

                                                     by aditya muralitharan
                                                           vii a
                                                          bvm (e)