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My wife I'll love, for years to come But if she would ever pass or leave me I'll audition a new love, no three I'll challenge the ladies to a game of fun I'll make my own game of "Chopped" They'll cook, I'll taste and evaluate I must chop one, I won't hesitate From three to two, they'll be cropped I have a sophisticated palette or taste Burgers, pizza, steaks, potatoes sweet Chefs are ecstatic, pleasant, and neat Yet I need to stay slender in the waste Who am I trying to fool or trick Women won't compete to feed me If I want to eat, there is one solution I see "You will have to make a phone call, Slick" I've "been chopped!"
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Mar 27, 2014
Mar 27, 2014 at 9:04 PM UTC
"Chopped"
My wife I'll love, for years to come But if she would ever pass or leave me I'll audition a new love, no three I'll challenge the ladies to a game of fun I'll make my own game of "Chopped" They'll cook, I'll taste and evaluate I must chop one, I won't hesitate From three to two, they'll be cropped I have a sophisticated palette or taste Burgers, pizza, steaks, potatoes sweet Chefs are ecstatic, pleasant, and neat Yet I need to stay slender in the waste Who am I trying to fool or trick Women won't compete to feed me If I want to eat, there is one solution I see "You will have to make a phone call, Slick" I've "been chopped!"
Watching the cooking show Chopped with the fam. Just felt like writing a silly rhyme.
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Mar 27, 2014
Mar 27, 2014 at 9:04 PM UTC
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