The cruciferous prophet sticks in my teeth- I think I'd rather have a tidbit, of thief; All covered, of course, in a vinegar sauce With just a light dusting, of the true cross.
Some rarefied spleen, set sideboard, With red vintage wine; A.D. thirty-four Frankincense and Myrrh, baked in aspic; And saved for last, Shroud Flambe: digestif.
Do you ever like to play the 'what's the perfect meal for..' someone famous in history/literature? It's such a hoot, lol.