This ballad tells of the epic quest
Of one man’s journey to Bangladesh.
In Dhaka is his tale’s beginning
For here with Bangla language he began equipping.
Alas mayhem and mishaps did begin a deadly sequence
As poor Sir Josh did face Dengue’s pestilence.
Recovering, He forged on to Kumarkhali
Avowing from his ministry “nothing can keep me.”
Though beset by a multitude more of trials
This brave lad evaded the Devil’s wiles.
Viruses, diseases, even an injured knee,
Sir Josh labored on for the sake of CDP.
Now his year’s long quest is coming to a close
As from his challenges victorious he rose.
Assuredly Bangladesh thanks ye for thy labor and pain
And a so long, fare thee well from Lady Elaine.