The Roti Cousins

They have different names
but both are cousins
One in Sing, one in Malaysia
Hailed from an Indian province?

They liked rubbing sugar
All over their bods
And each bathed rather different
Dipping in a different sauce

They flatten out rather nicely
hugging stuff to keep
An egg, a banana, a sausage
And even single-slice cheese

So even if one cousin
Is Prata
And the other Canai
Hey, no hoo-hah

We all like our roti cuz
No matter the hour
No matter the ghee also
Only begging to savour

The same fabric of flour
flattened and smashed
And flipped like a casino coin
Itself resembling cash

Canai dollar, prata coin
Call them what you will
As long as tasty
And not too small, like a pill

- by TC Lai