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Have to admit.. do have a bit 

Of a trenchant penchant

Alright adore southpaw purveyors

Dabbles..pique aroused..rabbles in the stands roused

Unique sleek cheek of their chic espoused

Bowlers...reduced to trollopes

Us seduced by players with not 

Just a dash of flash panache 

But hefty lefty dollops


Innings built by the lilt of lyrical levers which tilt to the hilt

Lush lullaby scores..lapping sandy shores with endless encores

Who’s get the ring or Tiara as

Greatest Caribbean queen ever been seen..
(sorry notions of one of Billy Ocean's top pop potions)
 
Most blessed and least stressed..every ball caressed and finessed

Also always impeccably dressed…the Calypso 

Maestro…lothario…romeo…guru…Brian Charles Lara


First one since the Don to go so much bigger

Score..such vim on a whim…verve and vigour

Doing what only Bradman can but with 

More touch..canny elan trigger than rigour


Frightening elite feet..like lightning

Remember in his pomp the 1994 romp

First class farce..501 not out rout..never been out done

Then in 2004.. did it once more..set the new top score

He’s Kane and Abel…top of the table fable for sure


All time prime sublime number one?

From the land of the other hand

Can anyone outgun or out ton?

Travesty to shun..majesty 

Artistry of the Lara tapestry

What he brought to the sport

Memories never wane

Prince of the Port of Spain

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