The Ballad of Nothing

Devika was sitting with the sex workers in Bombay. I was sitting at TOI relaxing. And this is what we came up with.

I believe can fly
i believe i can touch the sky
then we will eat fish fry
and never ever cry
because fish fry is too dry
change the rhyme scheme to furry
yes I will but only if you hurry
dont worry we will have chicken curry
I miss my little teddy named furry
but furry is sitting with Marie!
but Marie said she'd be going to the dairy?
Uh oh. then where is beary?
I think he flew away with a fairy!
But that fairy is hairy!
Oh no, that wasn't a fairy, that was a king of strawberry!
Oh i heard that he killed Mister Berry!
i always knew he was a sinister scary
not that scary, if he's dating a fairy
i've heard them jive to the tunes of Katy perry
they kissed a girl just to try it
that led the strawberry king into a fit
he screamed, he yelled, he turned green
the fairy sat quietly and ate sola beans
stop changing the rhyming scheme so often,
its very mean
oh baby, I'm your Jay sean
but Jay Sean watches porn
now im torn
dont worry, our love is twice born
oh sweetheart lets go eat popcorn
ooh yeah and together see the sunny morn
oh after that we are so marrying Ron
I want Ron. You take John?
Okay no, you and me lying on a big green lawn
we will sit there till early dawn
after all ron and john are just pawns
wow that indeed a pretty picture drawn
yes indeed the vision is nice
but dont forget, john is scared of mice!
oh that indeed is a pitiable vice.
oh we should just kill them nice.
killing is cold. mean and hard like ice.
fine lets call naomi, she is as blonde as a blonde born twice!
she'd even lose a game as simple as dice!
that's naomi. she will never win a trip to miami!
oh poor poor naomi
she is such a freak, she thought i was greek!
one must not talk to her if one's heart is meek
but sleazy guys always take a peek
we should box them near the beak?
then they will squeak squeak
they will have to run to take a leak
our poem is epic, we make cool jobless aesthetics
absolutely true, is there hope for me as a paramedic?
oh sure there is. i will be your sidekick!
duh! you will be my one and only pick!
thatt makes me soo happy, i could fall sick!
oh no no, give the sickness a tight flick!
this poem is a record forever
it shows our worthy endeavours
absolutely it does, with all the manic fervour!
i gave it a flick, and the fairy who flew by was too thick
ooh! that flick sounded slick!
the fairy was angry, the fairy was mad.
then she exploded into bits
and that was so sad.