Breasts

The color that was on the breasts,
Was white but mixed with pink.
They were warm and nice,
Delicious, that I think.
My woman cast an appraising eye,
Yes, I'm sure they are quite yummy
Too bad they didn't cook them through.
They do look a little funny.
So I cut into one,
Just for fun,
And cooking that they lack
So though I hate to do so
I have to send them back
The waitress does her best to be,
As nice someone's mother.
She hides her malice skillfully,
Goes back to get another