Some say it should go burn in hell
That the money leaves a really bad smell
But hit and giggle
Or **** and piddle
It's here to stay the IPL.
From countries far and wide
Come players with heaps of pride
But if they fail
You'll hear them wail
For there is not anywhere to hide
The cheques books come out
The auctioneers will shout
Some Players get bought
Some others get naught
The IPL now has such clout
The turn-styles are all in clamour
The Batsmen are using the hammer
They go for the big six
Bowlers try their new tricks
So cricket is married to glamour
Should cricket become this glam
When the ball is met with a blam
hit way in the air
didn't see you there
Sorry about that Maam!