They say a kitchen time saves nine
But I’m just saving two
I’ve gathered the ingrediants to make a time sorbet
There’s hardly room for seconds when the seconds melt away!
Watch as I work my gypsy magic!
Eye of the newt and cinnamon!
Watch as the matter turns to batter!
Open the portal, jump in!
Crude stew
Do you fear it, AppleBloom?
Sometimes life is not a cakewalk served upon a silver spoon
Toss a fig
And save the date and
Bread and butter
Chant and mutter
Marination, incantation,
Chocolate icing, timeline splicing,
Yeast is rising, rectifying
Pinkie if you’re hearing this it means we’re dead and gone
Please don’t bake a portal…