I cubed, he chopped
For a dish to be invented
Uncharted culinary territories
With the spatula I braved;
Then I conquered to my
Amazement, the dish turned out
Perfect, to feed our hunger
And sate our palate.
I cubed, he chopped
For a dish to be invented
Uncharted culinary territories
With the spatula I braved;
Then I conquered to my
Amazement, the dish turned out
Perfect, to feed our hunger
And sate our palate.
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