I got a boyfriend, and he is a Singh
He loves to eat and I love cooking,
Chicken biryani or egg curry
He loves to eat even if in hurry,
I started cooking and added a spice
I blewed it off maybe twice or thrice,
But whatever I cooked for him to live
He got to eat it perhaps with a sieve,
Once I made a chicken curry
In soil I Guess he did bury,
But it was a hard work for me to do
It hard to cook I must tell you,
Like a broth, froth and beefy brew
I added masalas and kept it to stew,
Gravy was then full of clams
I made him miss the American hams,
The color of curry was black as tar
This was my cooking experience so far…..:)
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