Red faced Fernandes

                                                     
He was tall and fair
increasingly bald
in English, with Goanish air
he somehow drawled

With his trademark swinging
and girly gait
he traipsed singing
through the colony gate

He walked n walked
a good hour or so
him kids watched
swinging hips n go

He had two bossy sisters
with 'em he lived
they perhaps gave him jitters
he always looked peeved

He worked as a clerk
at his typewriter by day
one day went berserk
when a girl came his way

He stared, he flirted
to somehow grab her attention
'I love you' he blurted
but with useless assumption

THUMP....
Landed a palm squarely
on his elderly jaw
a courtesy shown rarely
but for the worst outlaw 

Red faced Fernandes
suffers from hypertension
mention of any Miss
now sends him into depression!