One day, it struck to my mind, I
should spend some time in my kitchen-
And, at once, rushed there seeking permission;
From mom to cook a scrumptious snack.
It seemed like a laboratory where
Cooking was an art of experiment; I
thought I’d prepare little stuff yummy;
In order to fill my tempting tummy!
So, the aim was to cook dish delicious
Vessels, spoons and tongs were needed apparatus;
Handful of spices and mixtures added to-
Materials required for finalizing foodstuff.
And I started my procedure, which
Turned out to be messy at initial time;
Sugar and salt seemed same to me,
Ready to roast, but I ran out of lime.
On the stove, the food was in process-
I started looking the surrounding space;
Showing no interest, I started eating lays
Until I received mom’s sudden slaps sprays!
The resultant cuisine was totally new-
Invented by a famous wonderchef, me!
Don’t laugh, I have now grown mad, Also
surprised how our mothers cope up, agree?
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