
from Sisters, in Para, Brazil.
I heart Jay Rayner,
In a non sexual way.
On a date
He might turn me,
Else make my dinner gay.
I dig the restaurant critic,
But chefs cower in fear.
Gordon Ramsay
Got merry hell,
So Gordon spilt his beer.
Fearnley-Whittingstall is terrified,
Hippy hides behind his hair.
But pig slayer
learnt magic,
To make Jay a pear.
Heston Blumenthal got mad,
It nearly came to blows.
Fat Duck was slagged
For serving
Warm cock nose.
But I heart Jay Rayner,
In a non sexual way.
Though on a date
He might turn me,
Else make my dinner gay.

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