I cook for my husband The way I would cook for a king. And I’d cook for the king (If ever he’d ring) The way I cook for my husband. With skill, choice and taste of the day, What e’er’s in the cupboard to make a buffet Fit for a king or my husband. No problem or trouble, Food is a bubble Lasting an hour from mouthful to bowel. If house guest should scowl or glower or frown, Finding it uphill to get the food down, I take it serenely, Comport myself queenly, Tell him or her The next meal will be better, It’s fine to leave morsels of food on the plate And leave it at that, It being one method to never get fat.
I Cook For My Husband #2 7.27.2017 Definitely Didactic; I Is Always You Is We; Arlene Corwin