From our Sam & Will in Oxford – a poem making full and fabulous use of awesome alliteration:
When a fudge foreman flippantly flaps his forelock
forgetting all his forebears festering in terra firma he forsakes the ancient fable
found frolicking in all fudge- folks forebrains;
fully effervescent fudge fountaining furiously in a cauldron.
but fortune favours brave fudge makers
as they furtively funnel fudge onto the slab.
a fistful of four minutes flash past
and fudge armed friends force the fudge to flounder
as they furrow it with forged steel spade,
frantically following it from end to end forgoing the formation of fructose fractals.
Follow this with a rectangular framed folding form of fifty folds
for fudge that betters fine fujimi –steel, firm on the outside and fondant within
for finest ox-ford fudge