Lunch Is Ready Poem by Akhtar Jawad

Next time when I visit you I shall not shake hands with you,
next time when I visit you I shall sit at a distance from you,
next time when I visit you I shall not be annoyed of your smoking,
next time when I visit you, no it's a fact, not at all am I joking,
next time when I visit you I shall ask for a cup of coffee or tea,
next time when I visit you no biscuits no fried seeds of pea.
Though I have given up the habit of smoking some fifty years ago,
May be forty nine or fifty one or a figure that may be like so,
Shall pick a cigar from your box, smoke it while playing chess,
I have read nicotine is a protective from the viruses, may God bless!
I recollect our chess playing when youths and no wives to interrupt,
"Lunch is ready", only a mother's sweet voice to casually intercept!