In response to the Poetry School's tweeted challenge to make a poem out of this collection of words used in Jamie Oliver's restaurants, a hasty first draft:
My fancy’s legendary tasty sprinkle
melts in the mouth, slamming
a splash of something wicked, juicy
and fresh into rocking, radical magic.
It’s outrageous the way
her pinch can be tender and lush.
a mega messy dollop. Marvellous.
My treasure, you’re feel good,
harmonious and awesome.
Now let’s make things classic,
proper rustic and beautiful.