Soft, pale elbows
pile on top of each other,
like toys in a claw machine.

Elbows are showered
in a mixture of
milk, butter and
sharp cheddar.

A blanket of colby jack
acts as the elbow’s protector,
making the claw above
invisible.

A shadow approaches
the elbows, ready to
seize them.

The prongs scoop the elbows up,
And start to raise them
high above, dripping off
the excess.

The claw got
the ultimate prize.
A creamy prongful of
elbows and sauce.