Daily Crossword Puzzle Poem 12/3/09

You on your bajaj chetak me on my vespa
we'll make it to vespers or leave the road aloft
alone and all that pap, a couple of alien
visitors here where masks mask the ill
and nobody sees things sunny side up.
Where are the rickshaw taxis of elsewhere?
We watch each other like we're at the zoo,
drink our triple shots, despair of Eden
in our time or when the civilized gazed
at pepper, cinnamon, cashews and sesame
stole them with their estimable hautier
like Elgin slipped the marble in his ship
the rest of us too mild mannered
to stop the thief. We thought him chief
and others too, who landed here and Eire.
Let's zip away I'd rather that than rile
myself with righteousness, Raymond Burr
bravado slaked with quinine, gin and lime.
A fine time to bring in Mr. Aesop
with the ants, brer anybody, a spool
of thread, a tailor, a lady or big cat.
Ah literature! All life on flat and due to
reasoning not mammal grunts and baas.
Stay close, the curves can kill you cara,
but so can standing still.