HOTEL KERAL-FONIA
On the road to Trivandrum
Coconut oil in my hair
Warm smell of avial
Rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distance
I sew a bright pink tube-light
My tummy rumbled, l felt weak and thin
I had to stop for a bite
There he stood in the doorway
Flicked his mundu in style
And l was thinking to myself
I don't like look of his sinister smile
Then he lit up a petromax
Muttering "No Power today"
More Mallus down the corridor
I thought I heard them say
Welcome to the Hotel Kerala
Such a lousy place, (such a lousy place etc.) .
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Hotel Keral-fonia
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