A song for Malinga - Arsenic Slinger

Lasith Malinga is presently taking death bowling to hitherto unknown levels of skill and un-gettaway-ism. Even if you’re a T20 and ODI scoffer, I deny anyone to watch his performances, particularly over the last couple of years, and not be astounded at how he can leave even the most set of batsmen floundering at the end of an innings. Somerset on Saturday were the latest to bow to his slingy, swervy elbow of ultimate defeat.What’s below is not a fitting tribute due to my sounding like a nasal warthog, but it’s all I’ve got.Update: I have made an update. It is now just a poem.The song has been consigned to the dungheap of time.

Life is tight but your finish tighter,

Need 8 off 6 in a close day nighter

A hoick or dab would be so massive,

But give up, you’re facing Lasith

Malinga, peroxide killer.

Malinga, the arsenic slinger

Malinga, the rattle bringer

Malinga, the death bell ringer.

Move to off, there’ll be leg pin murder,

You make space, but there’s bails disorder.

You got more chance of getting under

A bromide nun, than getting under…

Malinga, peroxide killer.

Malinga, the arsenic slinger

Malinga, the rattle bringer

Malinga, the death bell ringer.

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