A perfect upper middle class home,
AC's soft sweet purr all day long,
Gorkha at the gate,
Gardener to mow the lawns,
A Maid to cook, another to wash clothes,
Nurse to look after
the diabetic Mami and the arthritic Mama,
Whose sons in California
send their hard-earned green-backs,
To run the home, sweet home.

i'd b damned if u call the above poetry.