The Chef
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Randy McClave
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The Chef adds ingredients
Into the pot,
A little bit of this and that
Not to spicy and not to hot.
He knows how exactly
How his delicacy must be,
Not only to please himself
But, also to please you and me.
He wants his creation
To be perfect and pure,
As though it is being pictured
In a Top Chef's brochure.
Then when he is done
He will see and know perfection,
He will then wipe the sweat off his brow
And he will bless his creation.
When the pastry is finished
It will finally meet its baker,
When Man is finished with life
He will then meet his maker.
Randy L. McClave
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