CRICKETANA - KUMBLE'S REVOLT

Cricket-Cricket the game of cricket,
Its all about taking opposition's wicket,
Its like a puzzle,
Which is made to hussle,
When bowler pitches in soles,
Batsman gets cough and cold...

When its ANIL who bowls,
Batsman prefer black hole,
He pitches it outside,
Batsman thinks it is wide,
But ball rocks and rowls,
Suddenly middle stump..bowled!!

In comes another one,
He thinks himself big gun,
He had a confident earn,
Of almost 10,000 runs,
But KUMBLE knows no bounds,
He knew the batsman's wounds,
Cricketer tries to sweep,
Only to get caught in deep,

Its now the hat-trick ball,
To enter fame of hall,
ANIL went too swift,
Only to deliver a gift,
Batsman involved the risk,
Will it be caught or six????
My heart jumped too fast,
Thought I was breathing last,
The ball was sizzling in loo,
Yuvraj threw himself through,
Both made contact in air,
And then fell in pair,
It was delight in pain,
Another boggie to train..

Now...No one dare to touch,
The bowl that much,
And every batsman gets hault,
When this KUMBLE REVOLTS.