There was a young scholar of Kolkata
who'd debate, Siddhartha to Sartre,
but it wasn't so wise
with guys who drive cabs in Howrah.
A visitor to scenic Rishikesh
met a wandering bovine in the flesh.
It's only notable
cuz it sought a table
in a mo-mo joint of old Rishikesh.
There once was a dabbawalla from Mumbai,
carrying curry, rice, roti, and dal fry,
got hit by an auto
whose driver was blotto,
but still made his deliveries on time.
An old organist from Debrecen
couldn't decide which organ to play when.
The big church had two -
one old and one new,
and they sat them at opposite ends.
There once was an old monk from Phnom Penh
who'd been freed from the who, where, and when.
Knowing only now -
no Self, anyhow.
There was no monk and, perhaps, no Phnom Penh.
A gambling tourist in Siem Reap
rhymed the town's name with "REM Sleep."
When told it's "See-em Ree-ap --
rhymes with "See 'em free app."
He said, "You can 'Ree'em and Wee-ap!"
A man hopped in a cab in Toronto,
and said, "Get me to Yonge Street, pronto!"
"I'll need more detail,
it's a matter of scale,
that road cuts forty miles thru Toronto."
There was a heavy drinker from Tallinn
who drank Vana Tallinn by the gallon.
You've caught the great lie
I laxly let fly:
It comes in liters in metric Tallinn.
There was a fussy man from Helsinki
who loved his town wasn't dirty or stinky,
but covered in snow
and twenty below
the place is pristine, but also quite inky.
A man named Shen Wang from Beijing,
his cellphone would constantly ring -
always a wrong number,
but that was no wonder,
there're two million Wangs in Beijing.