Yellow was the colour of Chepauk,

As the players strolled into the park,

Right at the start, the toss never went our way,

And their batsmen threatened to take the game away,

Lurking at the bottom of the points table,

At death our bowlers showed they are capable,

With a stiff target for the Super Kings to chase,

We did start off steadily in the race,

But soon they spun a web to have us caught,

And a berth in the semis looked out of shot,

But as they say fortune only favours the brave,

And soon the ‘Cobras’ were packed to their grave,

As the ball was bowled from the hands of ‘Steyn’,

'Bravo!’ Was the reason the opposition gasped in pain,

Soon the crowd danced for the Caribbean Calypso,

As Victory Horns were blown by our ‘Men in Yellow’!!