Verity

When I scream 'screw you', it's never really right so much more to lose, do all Chefs die intestate, however much they lie, spitting venom torn by rage, explosive eulogies at menus, owners face a terrible might, horrified kitchen crews, howl around this place, numero uno starts to cry, anchors bind his feet, can anyone tell the truth, doubts roll from my eyes, no longer am I duped, wouldn't it be great, to feel such love inside, all we have is plates, a cottage beyond the dunes, striped canvas near the tide, will it bear me fruit , some would wonder why?