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a braggadocious poem about the culinary arts |
Yo, I'm the culinary chef, cream of the crop Dishin' flavors that make taste buds pop If you want beef, bring it to my domain Master of the stove, where flavors reign Recipes blow your mind, no room to delay Chop, stir, bring the heat, you can't compete I don't play Culinary skills, competition retreat The top-notch chef, the culinary elite Bringing the ruckus, stewin' up a storm Top chef I ain't nothin' to mess with, my skills perform Risin' above, showin' passion in each dish Love on a plate, it's my culinary gift In the culinary dojo, I'm head chef Precision, no rest, flawless finesse Slicin' ingredients, impressin' with style Leavin' taste buds impressed, all mouths smile Flavors ignite, soul ablaze with the fire Appetizers to desserts, I never tire Groove unmatched, prep can't compare The chef to beat, approval in the air Bring the ruckus, stew cooked to perfection Ain't nothin' to fuck with, culinary connection, five star confections Top-notch chef, risin' above with grace Masterpiece plates, each dish an embrace My battlefield's the kitchen, I conquer each plate Bringing the noise, culinary hits resonate Platin' with finesse, presentation on point Colors, textures, a joint that won't disappoint Culinary sword, precision as I slice Competition crumbles, they can't stand the spice From street food to gourmet, no delight's out of reach Elevatin' taste buds, infinite heights I breach I'm the chef you can't resist, undeniable twist Candles can't hold flame, against my culinary gist Bring the ruckus, stew's a force to behold Top-notch in the kitchen, culinary kung fu Flavor so bold. ~CAN I GET A HEARD FOR THIS DANIELBIRD~ |