Brian Charles Lara

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