Career Choice

I boiled the bread

Cooked mouldy beans

My apple crumble was obscene

I broke the oven

Soaked the floor

Hot curry sauce splattered the door

I smashed four plates

Trod on the cheese

Blocked up the sink with mushy peas

My shepherd's pie - you couldn't eat

I made spag bol - forgot the meat

I dropped six eggs

Sat on your cake

My baked potatoes wouldn't bake

My Sunday roast was burnt to death

That's why I became a poet

And not a chef