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A poem about Iron Chef.

March 8, 2017

Iron Chef by K. McConnell

Master of your skill
Made of iron
And culinary will
You endure each challenge
With each knife of resourcefulness.
A secret ingredient
Before you is revealed,
There’s not too much time
To cook the meal.
Work quickly.
Work calmly.
Keep your wits about you.
The clock is ticking loudly.
The cameras are in your face.
It’s time to show the judges
You mean business,
That you are the champ
In Kitchen Stadium.
Don’t mess up the soup,
Or make the dessert too sweet.
Serve the main dish
After the clock has stopped.
Give the judges a smile,
It will all be worth it,
When they make you Iron Chef
And you went
The extra mile.

© 2017 @kimcconnell
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