My hands are shaking,
cake still baking,
the prize is mine for the taking.
A ding sounds out,
I look about,
time is running out.
Strawberry glaze,
I’m in a daze,
it’s my chance to amaze.
Fruit surprise,
ecstasy in my eyes,
another ingredient to sensationalize.
The clock is ticking,
my feet are kicking,
cutlery clicking.
I serve my dish,
I make my wish,
I make a swish…
Crap, I lost to a fish.