Five, four, three, two, one
The final countdown before it's all done
It's all fun and games, but now it's time we won
Unless you want to be serving for dessert burned buns
And I'd rather not have Mr. Judge begin his dialogue
Because it's definitely not time for a dramatic monologue
We're already standing here as the underdogs
Do you want this competition to be our final epilogue?
We've only got half an hour left
We have to prove that as chefs we're the best
And I would definitely prefer that we serve something they can digest
No need to add to the stress!
A French chocolate le crêpe, drizzled in maple
Caramelized brown sugar bacon, an absolute staple
And the fruit cereal macarons, with a side of chocolate hazel
It's the perfect cours de dessert for the judging table
But that crétin, he hasn't even finished!
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Words
PoesiaAngst /äNG(k)st/ noun a feeling of deep anxiety or dread, typically an unfocused one about the human condition or the state of the world in general. informal a feeling of persistent worry about something trivial.
