Scrupulous hygiene we command;
Theatres and kitchens demand,
Obsessive scrubbing, astringent;
Intent and efforts diligent.
Work for us, is worship.
We function best with favoured tools,
Methodic, sentimental fools;
Oft we see things sliding downhill,
Persist, salvage, repair; our drill.
Work for us, our canvas.
O’er victories we dare not gloat,
For next day, their tummies could bloat;
Dismissing relish and relief,
They’d call us, incompetent thief!
Work for us, our poison.
Blending in tea, two worlds diverse,
One realm to next, mothers traverse;
Weekly OT lists, menus in tow,
Ladle to scalpel, to and fro.
Work for us, a tightrope.
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