In India's market, returns are the king,
Outshining others, the bell they do ring.
With growth so robust,
In the Sensex, we trust,
To investors, great joy they do bring.

To save on their taxes, firms sail far and wide,
To Ireland and Delaware, they smoothly glide.
With cleverness and stealth,
They amass their wealth,
In havens, their profits do hide.

Purple, once rare, adorned only the elite,
A colour of royalty, none could compete.
From snails, it was born,
Now widely worn,
Its history of luxury, none can defeat.