At a contest for pastries and pie,
The judges all rolled their eyes high.
With flour clouds floating,
And dough lightly gloating,
They baked cakes that just wouldn't dry!
One chef mixed her hemp with delight,
Said, “Baking's just like a flight!”
But her brownies were soupy,
And tasted quite loopy,
Leaving judges to giggle and sigh.
When cookies were judged, what a scene,
One chef brought a tray that was green!
Said, “It’s my special stash,”
But they vanished in a flash,
Now the judges are lost in a dream!
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