They’re nasty=tasting he knows,
Distaste for them it grows…
He was the cook
The recipe which brought woes!
Now he’s stuck with this batch,
They ate up the next good one, “natch”…
Makes them sort of edible,
She won’t eat them, so he must dispatch!
Putting cinnamon in was a mistake,
For the other spices held a wake…
Must have been out of mind,
No, it wasn’t a piece of cake!