You always loved the sweet decadent taste of my
Unbaked cheesecake and my kahlua tipsy tiramisu,
Curries cooked in my kitchen were a spicy xanthic
Key to ecstasy, but my Chile en nogada you’d chuck
¡Madre de Dios, mi corazón that really, really sucks!
Posted for De Jackson’s Quadrille #66 – Yuck it Up poetry prompt at dverse poets pub