My Utensils ( Volume 02 )
My utensils are my heavy metal equipment,
Shiny and sharp, they are my statement,
A band of steel, a force to reckon,
Together we create, together we beckon.
In my hands, they become an extension,
An instrument of precision and intention,
Each piece unique, with a distinct sound,
Together we make music, wild and unbound.
Like a drumstick, my spatula strikes the pan,
A sizzle and a clatter, my melody begins,
With my whisk, I stir and I mix,
Creating a rhythm, a beat that sticks.
My knives, they are my lead guitar,
Slicing and dicing, they set the bar,
A sharp note, a shred of vegetables,
My skills on display, my utensils my musical rebels.
The cutting board is our stage,
My hands moving with grace,
Chopping and slicing, in perfect harmony,
My utensils and I, a symphony.
Together we rock, creating a feast,
A fusion of flavors, our recipe masterpiece,
My tongs, they are my bass,
Flipping and turning, in perfect grace.
The oven is our amplifier,
Baking and roasting, our sound gets higher,
My cookware, the drums that pound,
Together we make music, a band so renowned.
The kitchen is our concert hall,
As we cook, we put on a show for all,
The aroma, the music, the ambiance,
My utensils and I, an unstoppable alliance.
With every dish, we create a story,
A tale of flavors, a journey of glory,
My utensils, my trusted companions,
Together we conquer, our culinary missions.
They may seem ordinary, just tools in my hand,
But to me, they are my fierce band,
My pots and pans, my heavy metal crew,
Together we make magic, a symphony so true.
So when I'm in the kitchen, creating a meal,
I feel like a rockstar, it's a different kind of thrill,
My utensils, my heavy metal band,
We make music, with each dish we command.
No stage, no crowd, no fancy lights,
But my utensils and I, we still put up a fight,
For in the kitchen, we are the stars,
Creating a masterpiece, with our culinary guitars.
So here's to my utensils, my heavy metal band,
Together we make music, wild and grand,
My kitchen, our stage, our audience, the taste,
My utensils and I, a perfect match, an unbeatable embrace.
Authorship by Mr. Dashaun Rashod Snipes
©️ Mr. Dashaun Rashod Snipes
®️ My Utensils
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Written on January 16, 2025
Submitted by Mr.Drakar.Dashaun040 on January 16, 2025
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Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 2,192 |
Words | 450 |
Stanzas | 2 |
Stanza Lengths | 52, 3 |
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