Cooking and Management

I had to live to eat;

I needed someone to cook.

An unwary cook drifted in.

What if the food was bad…?

Does it taste any good always?

But I made the cook do it right.

Our relationship started,

So I was in a soup.

I was so cross

Or the cook crossed swords and ladles.

Fretted, I went to the restaurant,

Only to find the cook there;

A new replacement program, said they.

I returned home hungry.

Then I cooked my own food;

I had to eat to live,

Not to manage!