Her First Try

She is a fine cook It didn't come by chance She was trained by her family She practiced day and night She had to learn to cook For many in her life Her husband was particular And she was a dutiful wife She told us all a story Early in martial bliss She made a beautiful cake Spent hours creating it She waited in anticipation To feed her only man A chocolate spearmint cake She thought would be grand Her husband was so excited To dare take a bite She looked at him with hope That it was a delight Instead his look was sour His eyes closed tight He said this cake tastes lousy Not another bite