Look at the lady sitting
At the table on the right
See! How much she is adding!
Oh! What a horrible sight!

Servings, yes; to her liking
So what? That’s to her taste
Better be bent on gulping
Those left there in your plate!

She doesn’t add horn or thorn
To your cup of silly woes
To own soup own joy alone,
Adds pepper and chilly sauce!

(In support of one female poet friend this site)

14th March 2010

Kesav Venkat Easwaran

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/of-a-cup-of-intolerant-sauce/