The World Cup Fever
The World Cup Fever
It is the fever!
And it is spreading wild
India-wide
You can see it on their faces
Marks of orange white and green
Their arms are shaking
Their eyes are red with no sleep
Their body is burning hot with excitement
They sweat like pigs in fear
They squeal like them too in ecstasy
Chills sometimes run down their spine
Even the heart beats like drums in a concert
Palpitating
And In delirium
They scream "India! India! India!"
No medicine will cure them
Except the cup of joy!
The ICC Cricket World Cup has begun