The Tiffin Thief!

Hi Guys, This time I wrote my poem with an Indian touch. A 'Tiffin' in India means a light mid-day lunch. All Indian schools do not necessarily have a cafeteria, so the students carry lunch boxes along with ourselves. These tiffins, as we call them, are packed with lip-smacking dishes along with the sweetness and hard work of our mother's hands who wake up early to prepare her child's lunch!

To school I’d daily take a tiffin

Relishing the tasty meal within

But today I didn’t have the pleasure

Because I didn’t take the accurate measure

My tasty meal has been stolen

Then all this started happening now and then

The tiffin thief I thought I’d find

Making a great plan in my mind

That day I hid behind the table

But to understand what I saw, I was unable

A monkey entered from the chimney

Then ate every morsel and went and sat on a tree!

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