Another poem on Lord Krishna...

Here comes the butter thief,
Known for his mischief,
Steals the Gopika's heart in a jiffy,
And spares her no mercy!

Some call him the lord,
For he is the god of gods!
Some call him the teacher,
For he is a world known preacher!

Some call him a friend,
For he is always there to defend!
Some call him the lover,
For he is there to shower!

Some call him their saviour,
For he does a lot of favour!
Some call him by different names,
Each one describing his fame!

Hey Krishna, Hey Krishna!
where are you?
Have you gone to the moon?
I need you here, so please come soon!

Hey Krishna, Hey Krishna!
What are you doing?
Are you playing your flute?
I need you here so please come fast in a chute !!!