Chef

I saw a child
He seemed sober and mild.
An assortment of vegetables was before him.
The look of the cat near him seemed grim.
The child was not cooking.
Nor the green vegetables he was eating.
Was this a pose for a photo?
Was it just a fun motto?
Whatever it might be, he looked cute.
With a traditional chef's suit…
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