250 – Masterchef

Poem number 250
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Masterchef
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Masterchef, oh Masterchef
Where cooks of varied hues
Experiment with scallops
Before deconstructing stews
Puddings full of chocolate
So that Gregg can stuff his cheeks
Thai with so much chilli
That Torode can hardly speak
Chopping boards and mandolins
A salamander grill
Wacky combinations
That could make a person ill
Oh Masterchef, dear Masterchef
You’re back, woohoo! Yippee!
I’m off to put my feet up,
Thank you kindly BBC!

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