The Midnight and The Masala!

I made a silly pitch, seriously this night,
when Mary Midnight came to me and picked a fight,
"Oh, useless!" she yelled, "where's the regular jazz and jive?"
"Whats this silly powerpoint? you really need a life!"
I sat like a lost, hopeless creature and made a face,
"I need two square meals, no? Sigh, I rest my case!"

"Oh yes you do!" she mocked and scoffed,
"Do you eat them well at least? go detox!"
"From a crazy foodie (at least oily food!) and a mad food craver,
today, you think of work and only beaver,
get some health, eat some fresh fruit,
vent your misery, make it a conduit."

"Alright" I sighed and tip toed here and there,
half dreamy, half dead, finding pace but ill prepared,
But I came and sat with twinking eyes,
and opened the bag of chips, all calm and wise;
for 5min I chomped away with Masala as good company,
and ignored Mary Midnight's yelling and noisy cacophony.

"Stop", I said finally, and broke open a tender coconut,
emptied its contents and resisted all "but, but, but",
"Midnight, my dear, I'm done for the day,
Its time for you to rest, so pl will you go away?
I'm an obedient lass, and as you insisted, I did jive,
Be happy no, I also jus managed to get some life!

Sit back and lets assess all stocks,
that was some ayyo, some cheek, some oily food and tender coconut on the rocks,
a good recipe, a great piece of writing,
with a finish, this nail biting?
I think I hit the nail right on the head,
by making each reader scream and want me beheaded,
But in my defense, all neat, strong and perfect,
Reader Madam and Sir, its 2.20 am! What did u expect???!!!"

PS - Dont kill me pl...kinda needed my quota of cheap thrills for the day...err night...err  past-night....tata and good night!!!