Chicks in the Kitchen

The smoke alarm goes off soon as she walks into the kitchen, even before she burns the toast.
She is the Goddess of meatloaf and GFI outlets.

Hotter than a short-circuited microwave in a July house fire.
Cool as a cucumber on a faux marble countertop.

Stockings of fish net and apron strings dangling loosely
in the forbidden valley of chocolate chip bran muffins.

"Sweeter than Tupelo Honey" and
Sharper than a set of Walmart^® steak knives.