It is bad manners to waste or throw
The food that is daily supplied to us
For instead of giving it to the crow
Or while eating it, make a big fuss
Why not give it to a beggar, who’ll find it a big treat
For what’s bread to us, is to them like meat.
How hard do our parents work
To earn the extra bonus they get
So that they may feed us whole-some food
And we may never, hunger, in our lives, let
Is it good then to waste the food they thoughtfully provide
Is it advisable to waste it, since it does not suit our pride?
It may happen that we may be poor when we are old
And cry and regret for not following what was told
Willful waste begets woeful want
So we should all beware
For none would ever like to say
I wish I could get the food, that I once threw away