Come, come Bangalore waits you,
There’s a college in plenty.

What do you want to study?
Medicine, engineering or law,
You tell and get it done.
Ten lakhs for doctor my dear! Engineers cost around five,

While Journalism student is bought in thousands.
The poor parents already paid enough,
They are looted in nightmares.

With Brigade road being official den,
A student gets tied between fun and education.
Then there’s a uniform, which takes your toll,
Loots student in the name of fest.

Is it education? A teacher of trifle become the HOD,
No good labs forget about the library.
Then they lie making certain courses affiliated,
When it comes out they are unconcern

Prosper dear prosper! But remember
You have to meet God one day.