Chef On the Go
My women's a rump-roast
Potatoes her thighs
Ripe reddened carrots
for thinly sliced eyes
Onions for folly
that lobes ring on high
Radishes hatched up
for lovers to eye
Thin flowing gravy
for sexual roll
Brown oily colors
as taken for soul
Thoughts for a woman
as something to know
When crawling to get one
as Chef on the go
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