Kitchen Floor

When you flavour the flour,
With a little scent of you,
And a magic of exotic spice,
All around you smell,
And we call it our love!

Hot ovens carry our romance!
To any platter with enough seasoning oil!
Let's make a curry with salt and chilly!
And the mustards may make it our story!

With our fancy aprons on,
We mix this hotchpotch,
On our kitchen floor!
And we add a lot spicy stuff,
Both from east and west,
With a pinch of faith to taste!
wow! a divine banquet,
Set on this table of life,
On this world's most lovely loft!

Let's pray 'Our Father',
Before this meal be eaten.
Let's hold our feet closer,
For a ballroom beat.
And our throbbing hearts,
For a secret taste in our food!