You fry my food without the grease

So crunchy and delicious

I still add a lot of salt

so they won't be suspicious

They won't know the chicken wings

were fried with only air

Who needs that unhealthy grease

a mess I wouldn't dare

I pop food in and turn the dial

and you do what you do

An easy dinner, quick to make

and that's why I love you

I need you more than I care to admit,

but it is a love/hate relationship.

When I'm lazy and famished, you're always there

to bring me out of my hangry despair.

You were from Walmart, small and cheap,

and you make the cutest "beep beep beeps."

I'm getting to know you better day by day

Like those pre-set buttons? No, stay away.

You don't heat evenly and things come out cold

but when you warm up my coffee, that is pure gold.

You are my little food companion cube

and microwave, that it is why I love you.

To our dismay, our disposal

gave up the ghost. A proposal:

We devised to get another.

So we did, good dad and mother.

Got it in, but still no function.

Then we checked the wiring junction.

All that time, it was just that. We

got new wiring. Now we are free.

But our grown son was hot to trot

For a cooker, a “new rice pot”.

He hankered for some better rice

that he proposed would be quite nice.

It took some time to get one, though.

Our plans fell through. So it was slow,

the process of rice cookery.

Now it’s arrived! We’re filled with glee.

So I am in a woeful state.

How can I pick? Appreciate

just ONE appliance, when they’re two.

I love them BOTH so much! Don’t you?

So now I’m glad when we discuss,

there are some words duplicitous.

The word 'you’ can be plural, see?

And that is why I love 'you’, ... Me.