The delivery man when comes,
And brings in a hot well-foiled stuff,
We thank him, thank more than enough,
But, a thought if at all it comes
We scrub it off as if dandruff:
To her who daily serves you hot,
Expecting not so in return,
Do we ever thank her enough?
More oft than not, the answer’s ‘not,
And not whatso in mind...
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