funny love poems

The Naked Chef

Apparently, I am not romantic. But that doesn’t mean I can’t write funny love poems. This is how it goes:

A chef worked on Salad-Prep one day

Making the most of Head-Chef’s day away

He took his whites off behind the scenes

And performed tricks for passing teens


He dropped mint sweets in cans of Coke

Took his mobile phone to film his joke

Chemicals inside the drink and sweet

Made a cosmic-fountain spurt six feet


In Chef’s office he accessed the Internet

For the best joke website he could get

Uploaded images of him and his guests

Standing in the fridge performing jests


One lady remarked, “My blouse is splashed.”

So into the laundry the young cook dashed

He only retrieved house-uniforms

Urged, “Get in them before someone comes!”


The youngster slipped her white top off

Extending a slender, naked arm for cloth

But the salad-maker only teased

He snatched her garments when he pleased


That the girl was almost in the altogether

Struck the naked chef as rather clever

He moved beside her in the cold

What the amorous pair did can’t be told


But woe was to fall upon them that day

The head-chef forgot to calculate his pay!

He was in the midst of a conversation

Opened the office to his consternation


For right among his calculations there

He discovered two young lovers quite bare

Chef pulled them out marching both quick

To the Maitre-de who gave them stick


Neither now works in catering, I’m told

And have a daughter who’s two month’s old

But they’ve a sense of humour I find nice

They called their tiny daughter Ice!


Patrick Mackeown, June 2006

Picture by Piku

Should I write more funny love poems?

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Also check out my funny limericks.


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