Haven't you noticed not every recipe is equal
Some must be followed to the letter
While others require the addition
Of an experienced imagination
An invention from what's at hand
For which we're starving
A feast of only the necessary
Ingredients to keep life going
But what if you have no stove
Or spoon or bowl to plate
Your steaming masterpiece upon
While your glutton guests look on
The invisible dish of love
You rush to serve them
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