Smoking Mad

Smoke transports itself in every room  Devastating aroma given by the chef's creativity  Butchering the bruises off from a deformed potato Shaping potatoes with a single zap of a chef's favorite knife  Grease prevailing the crisps...smoke torments the eyes  Maddening the hungry carnivores, Begging for protein and strength Wanting steaming steak instead of crispy fries   Horror surges in this hesitant hour  Bringing my life close at stake  Arms and limbs butchered in yanking gore  Leaving my bones and remains on the kitchen floor  You despicable carnivores, Are you smoking mad?