A Friend called Maggi

What would i do without you Maggi?

On Lazy Sunday afternoons
when i wake up at noontide
My empty stomach Grumbling
My lazy bones frozen
When a decent small lunch seems like a distant dream

It is you dear darlin
That satiates my hunger
and quietens the hammering in ma head...
And what you do to my palates is beyond words...

Doc says you are not good fer me too often...
But tis you dear Maggi
Who is around
When i forget to have dinner
And reach home late from office...
How can you not be good fer me Maggi...?!!

Oh Maggi, dear Maggi!
My world would be less cheerful without without you!