No less than A Golden Card Visa, that now, You shalt seek,
Blow a Bugle Fellas, New Visa in Town; for strong or meek!
Tell your Mumma Papa Dadda Amma, you’re flying for dream,
And you will prove productivity; mettle of currency, indeed!
As my Golden Compass works like the way of Jack Sparrow,
It points nowhere, whilst Dancing around in Circles, its Arrow!
But for You, a new day, Visa, has come, get onboard Dreamers,
Thruput be proven, Else, vernaculars here, uncle there; Scream!
As you’ve always been delaying, for many wonders to occur,
And as Time’s cyclic, another opportunity, take this Voyageur;
Indeed, tomorrow ne’er dies; who knows, as who too’ve seen?
Let you all not miss this opportunity, lambs of lands; freed!😊
© Pranav Chaturvedi 2025