Cookaholics Anonymous

The kitchen sounds a never-ending call;
it summons me to tend her wily fire.
The scent of spices steaming on the stove --
It fills my waking moments and my dreams.

I can't help but watch Food Network TV;
my cookbooks line my shelves in endless droves;
my pantry looks more like a grocery store --
The kitchen sounds a never ending call.

And when I see a recipe I like,
I cannot just forget; I try it out.
A tasty meal is all I ever need --
it summons me to tend her wily fire.

I believe the spicier is better,
putting taste on a whole different level.
In fact, my favorite perfume to wear is
the scent of spices steaming on the stove.

As you can tell, I am a wee obsessed;
The kitchen and its offerings are all I need.
My love for cooking overwhelms my life;
It fills my waking moments and my dreams.



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