I Love to Cook

It will give you a thrill, When I get out my grill. For goodness sake, You’ll love it when I bake. And you’ll want a replay, When I saute. You don’t need to toil. Cause I’m will boil. Tears of happiness you will cry, When I pan fry. So I’ll be in my kitchen nook,

Wish I Could Play the Fiddle

I wish I could play the fiddle. It’s a riddle. That little fiddle. I just sit here and scribble. Guess I’ll eat some skittles. Cause I can’t play the damn fiddle. 🎻 RGH 3-31-19