No Free Lunch Anywhere !

A grey-haired father on his death-bed,
To speak to his sons his last wish,
One day all his sons he summoned,
And to teach them,the only aim of his.

All at once came on that day,
He said,"Life is done, believe,"
Perturbed what their father would say,
"I have no gold or silver to give."

I give something more"looked aghast,
Oh ! All burst in to loving tear,
Pointing to an ornate box,died at last.
In grief opened the ornate box near.

Only to find'Solemn Words'there,
"My sons,No Free Lunch Anywhere"

Yesupatham Savarimuthu.