My Master's Kitchen

 The place is jumpin' the spoons are dancin' with the forks again, the peas n cabbages are playing hide and seek never mind the teapot is puttin' on his high and mighty airs as usual all puffed up and shiny like a new coin 'n blowin' off steam cause somebody left the kitchen door open for the pig's .convienence. Dinner is in one hour and the cutlery is still up in arms about who stands where! oh dear! If Master only knew what goes on behind closed doors in his kitchen!