A poem for you

I dream of tasty things to make you,
But my kitchen looks like this...
So instead I paint and hammer and nail
And think of a delicious dish.
When my kitchen is bright and new,
When I have a sink and a counter too,
I promise to make something special for you.
Until then, my friends, I thank you for your patience,
I promise my ignoring you really isn't blatant.

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