Tuesday, February 10, 2015

The King of Bombardia English Abol Tabol Poem of Sukumar Roy

The King of Bombardia English Abol Tabol Poem of Sukumar Roy
The King of Bombardia English Abol Tabol Poem of Sukumar Roy
THE KING OF BOMBARDIA
By Sukumar Roy (English Translation by Satyajit Ray)

In the land of Bombardia 
The customs are peculiar 

The King, for instance, advocates  
Gilded frames for chocolates 
While the Queen – Who goes to bed  
With pillows strapped round her head –  
Insists her brothers specialise 
In sticking nails in custard pies. 

On moonlit night the Bombardian –  
His eyes all painted vermillion  
Keeps his silver pocket watch  
Immersed in boiling butter scotch  
And if by chance he catches cold  
He somersaults (if not too old). 

Musicians there – a sturdy lot  
Use woollen wrappers when its hot  
And the scholar propagates 
Pasting bills on balding pates.  
When the King sits on the throne  
He starts hee - hawing in baritone  
And on his lap the P Minister 
Just sits and beast a canister.  
(The throne you know they decorate  
With bottles of bicarbonate). 

The King's old aunt (an autocrat)  
Hits pumpkins with her cricket bat  
While Uncle loves to dance Mazurkas  
Wearing garlands strung with hookaha. 

All of which though mighty queer  
Is natural in Bombardia.
English Abol Tabol Poems Collection