I'm beginning to cook;
There's lots of crispness
In the fare I roast.

Take a gander at frying hen:
Temp's set at 2010--
That's Celsius--it looks like carbon toast.

I'm a beginning cook;
There's lots of crispness.
Emiril'd abhor
My screwups culinarily,
'cause of smoke you cannot see
In the oven door.

The Crockpot is full of fruit
And a pickerel, to boot.
In the fish broth simmers a hen.
Parrot does squawk
As it boils in the wok;
There's a roast of Spam 'n' jam blend.
The frog legs, bad, the ham, not great.
Oil fuel has sparked again!!

I'm a beginning cook;
There's lots of crispness
In toasted brioche.
For a treat, candied ram stones--geld,
"Sheep-dipped" in sugar, gelled.
'fraid you might find in the fondue a roach.

"He's a beginning cook," explains the witness,
After my trial starts.
"And the thing that caused craws to sting:
Casserole he was crafting
From carrion parts."