Irascible chefs march down the path
Of jelly from the grapes of wrath,
Wave pizza peels with fingers blistered,
And flourish their racks with doughty wrists toward
Bakers of pie from the apple of discord.
Irascible chefs march down the path
Of jelly from the grapes of wrath,
Wave pizza peels with fingers blistered,
And flourish their racks with doughty wrists toward
Bakers of pie from the apple of discord.