Welcome Illakunda, forget about paper,
You will wonder, with your sliper,
Drink a milinda, to become supper.

Only to come in, house have shine,
Where to begin? Drinking a whine?
That is a line, time will run.

Hay great thinker! Have you remember?
Your all member? Here are together,
They are greater, friends and other.

Have you eat? Even a meat?
What about sweet? Will you it?
What about fruit? Just only seat.

You are expector, but not inspector,
Hay you writer, you are poeter,
Write a latter, to feel better.

Take the paper, pen on finger,
Write in sweeter, Become a winger,
Have an editor, to be proper.

Only to meet! Without any great!
Will you write? And become aright?
Is that right? Who teach you that?

A new tshirt? Or new shirt?
What about skirt? Or new plat?
This is part, you can act.

Go in street, at the market,
Walk from first, up to last,
You can get, more than that.

What about white? You like pinck?
Which to start? Wanting a black?
Which you want, just only pick.

Let me brick, and have break,
Have you shock? Can I lock?
What about clock? Will it work?

You become weak, you can sick,
Not Illakunda speak? Follow my link,
Lets go back, have good think.

See your mother, and your father,
What about sister? And your brother?
Your young sister? And your young brother?