Viva Sorpotel !!!!

For the hotch potch known as Haggis,

let the Scotsman yearn or yell.

For the taste of Yorkshire pudding,

let the English family dwell.

For the famed Tandoori Chicken,

that Punjabi's praise like hell;

but for us who hail from Goa

there's nothing like SORPOTEL!

From the big wigs in Colaba to a small fry in Cavel.

From the growing tribes in Bandra to the remnants in Parel.

From the lovely girls in Glaxo to the boys in Burma Shell

there's no Goan whose mouth won't water when you talk of SORPOTEL!

And Oh! for Christmas dinner, don't you think it would be swell

if by some freak of fortune or by some magic spell,

we could, as they have in Goa a bottle of the cajel

and toddy leavened sannas to go with SORPOTEL!