Batali contrition…
Rolls and rolls
Of gooey sugar and cinnamon
It’s the sugar and spice
That makes life so nice
His mistakes made…
Were high-stake misses
But, I can Relate…
I too am fallible
So…
I will bake his recipe
And eat the warm deliciousness
Attempting to fill the holes
In my fragile, imperfect soul
None of us are perfect.
But you’re pretty darned close.
So bake me a roll to savour.
Please forever be my host.
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