“TYPHOID MARY”?

         There is a crowded corner
         that’s near a crowded subway;
         a handy spot for those
         who want hot food for lunch:
         a handy cafeteria.

         One chilly day I went there
         to eat a nice warm meal.
         Behind the counter glass
         were quite attractive foods
         and servers there with cheery smiles.

         One server put her finger
         in every dish she served
         (smartly unobserved).
         But I saw. And winced.

         The place is still out there
         but I am much too wary:
         Never have been there since.
         “Typhoid Mary?”

LORD:
         If one day I am dark and down
         Please don’t let me fret and frown
         pushing my loved ones, making them wary;
         playing a form of “Typhoid Mary”!