A FUNNY POEM BY ME
Sometimes I wonder whether we eat to live or live to eat. "What are you going to make today? " It's my husband's standard morning greet. I think of something right away. "I won't eat this, or I don't like that." That's the story of every house. Kids are picky eaters, and some are spoiled brats. What to speak of a grumpy spouse? "Why is there so much sugar in the tea? " complains my better half. "Next time, I will add salt, " I say. He scowls at me while I laugh. He leaves me alone and walks away. "What should I make for breakfast, lunch, and dinner ?" This question rattles every housewife. The food should be scrumptious but also make us thinner. These conditions add to a miserable life. The soaring prices of gas cylinders make me think. One might be forced to eat salad or vegetables raw. The less we cook means the lesser dishes at the sink. And I let out a huge guffaw.
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