My housekeeper likes capers
But I’m tiring of piccata
So I introduced her to Martha Stuart
And she made an enchilada.
I instantly cancelled all my reservations,
The kitchen looked like it was hit by an earthquake,
So I tuned to disaster stations.
I’ll continue to protest
My dinner
Without rest
Until I’m a winner
At the Panda Express.
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