Cooks
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She can produce something out of nothing.
She uses water hot or water cool,
She’s mixing, kneading, always stirring,
She seems to follow no known rule.
Not like me, I need thinking, planning,
Select ingredient, all instructions, special tool.
When it’s pressure cooking I need fanning:
I’m from the standard normal training school.
Copyright © Sidney Beck | Year Posted 2010
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