Harsh words sear
that fondant hasn’t worked at all
oh dear oh dear
your duck breast’s dry
that’s horrible I think I’m going to cry
make anxious smiles freeze
and faces fall
like unsuccessful soufflés.
But harder still to bear for most
I’m lost for words I really cannot utter
oh my that truffle toast
I’d eat this all day long
I thought it wouldn’t set you’ve proved me wrong
is praise which makes
tears seep down cheeks
like pearls of tarragon-infused butter.