Half of a sonnet (missing 4 lines) and was written in my Shakespeare class in exactly twelve minutes and 13 seconds.
Making desserts, all the time, good to eat.
My dear Lysander, you are comfort food.
Baked Mac n' Cheese, creamy, lump free, some treat.
So good, slow cooked, browned to perfection food.
Nestled in the plate, hiding behind rolls.
Salt and pepper, toasted and split open.
Golden brown with sugar, cinnamon smalls.
Flip up, flip down, butter on the saucepan
Spiced and iced, diced and nice, chocolate on you.
My dear Lysander, the ultimate cake.
