Author's Note: It's not Christmas Eve anymore, but enjoy a thing I made because some dumb idea got stuck in my head.
On the night before christmas,
A celebration is held.
One of splendour and joy,
and of fullness and ploy.
Though in the kitchen, things were different.
A panic had spread: the cause?
Of all things, bread.
"Oh, how delicious this bread may be!" Peach yelled
"But how ever will we satisfy the majority?"
It was true, it was true!
For they had only made one loaf of bread
How could it possibly feed seventy-something heads?
And twas nothing short of midnight,
The time when everyone was expecting delight.
That was when, out of it all,
"Never fear, Isabelle is here!"
And in her hands,
An assist trophy lay.
Raising it up to save the day
Kawasaki appeared; and did not delay.
He put it in a mysterious stew
of what ingredients, nobody knew
but to the chefs' surprise
That loaf of bread multiplied!
Before them, twas not one, not two,
not three hundred more
But five thousand batches of such!
And so with the tree all lit up, and the table well set
Did the smashers enjoy such wonderful bread.
Author's Note: Uh, Merry Birthday-Christmas-New Year.