Children complaining uniforms aren’t ironed
Husband’s untimely flirts, but she is cool,
While putting sandwiches on the dining table
The youngest one asks her for two boiled eggs
The tray of breakfast falls on the dirty floor
The two years old kid came between her legs,
She picks up sandwiches gives it to school goers
The kid started crying he has been forgotten,
As the husband objects, asks her to re-prepare
She picks out the remaining egg, it was rotten.
The wife, a mother of eight children is now tired
The children went to school without breakfast
An unplanned family of lower middle class!
The day comes to an end anyhow at last.
The dusk is romantic a full moon is ahead
A night that deserves to be enjoyed at a beach
But short of money due to low income
Prices are high and beyond the reach.
Last week of the month and he is pocket less
The children insisting for a dinner out side
He promises for an outing on the coming first
The tired wife looks a newly married bride.
No work, no entertainment, TV is boring
No child during night will go to school
Morning flirts now working at night
Hot enough, she’s smiling, and isn’t cool.
Children in dejection go to their beds
It’s a moonlit night and weather is fine
Number eight is not a very good number
The children should be at least nine.