Browned Off

That Khan is a dangerous cuss:
For sure one of Them, not of Us.
You plebs must beware
Of making him mayor,
In case he should blow up a bus.

Your name is Patel; you must be
A jolly old Hindoo, I see!
What ho and pip-pip,
For I'm the sahib
Protecting your baksheesh, savee?

The chap who expected to coast
Right into the mayoral post
Began as white trash
With plenty of cash
And finished as nicely-browned toast.

Goldie Dodger