Oh Kitchen, my Kitchen.
Why can't you please be ready for joyful cooking?
Wok, Pasta, Fish and vegetarian things
Now You're just unhappy looking,
refusing to fly on your culinaric wings
Could it be You are angry with me?
Could it be You are not satisfied?
Aha, You miss your IKEAn clothing?
Sitting there in naked sorrow
Then I say; stop you worrying
Cause you, I will dress up tomorrow
Oh, The time will be ours for lustful dance
with knives and forks and frying pans
We will sit at the table and eat with joy
Sushi, ginger and mushroom soy
Oh Kitchen, my Kitchen!
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
1 comment:
ha ha ja, skön helt enkelt.. Men de vet ja ju redan att du kan...sä ja ä junte fövånad...
Post a Comment