We are blessed with a zillion three wheelers.
India is a country bursting with creative tinkers.
The chaps who ply them use them as 5 seaters.
Disney my darling, we have great mind spinners.
My fellow brothers, who drive these lovely wobblers,
In a city called Ahmedabad, are the original mind poppers.
While in motion, full of passion, stick their limb forward,
To couple with the tail of the buddy wheeler 1 o clock sharp,
Transmit energy, refuel, save fuel, in a simple task,
We know from where the idea came,
Which allows Jets to fuel and mate up high in the air,
Hey America you stole from our Rikshawalla.
Hardik Vaidya
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/hey-america-you-stole-from-our-rikshawala/
