Recipe For Disaster

 

Make sure you’ve got a big bowl.

OK, we’re ready to commence.

Take a pinch of honesty,

add an ounce of common sense,

stir in bloody mindedness,

gently fold in care,

season it with integrity

(if you’ve got any spare),

sprinkle it with passion,

avoid the nuts and flakes,

put it in a hot oven

and see how long it takes

for it to become burnt and frazzled,

unpalatable to eat.

Quick to get in the kitchen

but it couldn’t stand the heat.

So now it’s hard-baked.

Oh dear, what a waste -

we thought it full of flavour

but it wasn’t to our taste.

The ingredients seemed alright

but they were really out of date:

misogyny, hypocrisy,

and underlying tones of hate

that made the dish unpalatable.

We’d really missed a trick

by presenting it as flavour of the month

when it only made us sick.

It’s difficult to follow

a recipe for success

when it’s full of bitter fruit.

A real Eton mess.