The Forsaken Maid
Narsamma was my first maid
New place new language then newly married
Narsamma was dominant like a mother-in-law
Atrocious Anjamma never turned in duly
'No one opened the door' said she cleverly
The door would be wide open the next day
'Chitfund' Palani had no proper timing
With too many children mostly for herding
How much I was patient with her stink
Another Palani came in only to steal money
I could only shout at husband honey
Because I never keep wallet unsafe
Helpless somehow I brought in an aged lady
'Slow motion Sulochana' in comedy
How I patronised her in sympathy
Dare devil Avudai was horrible
Her threat to bring in her husband, terrible
I was angry with her improper washing
Maari, the latest, nine more were short timed
Often helpless, am I not a forsaken maid?
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