No registration charges
No plan approvals
No down payment made
No aid for amenities
No motorable road
But a mere wall to walk by
Eight legs to help her by
This swadeshi spinner
Dangling on a delicate strand
Straddling from corner to corner
She seriously sets to spin
Silken strands soon
Festoon free space
Snug in a hammock home
Hung high
She settles in hungry
She no true Gandhian
For all her guests, all
Trapped as trespassers
Get gobbled up.