The day of the secret contest, was about to start

Many humans attended, watching with their heart

Who would be the one, to claim the yearly prize yet

There was no answers, or even questions to even bet

Miles and miles of silver rounded, machine like things

Let’s open the doors they said, and see what it brings

The wooden platform stage like table, rose up in the air

It was covered with a zillion small dishes, taste to compare

Ooh’s and ahh’s were heard, across the small hungry place

Dangerous inviting smells floated toward, their mouth and face

One bite is all you get we heard, like we even know the rules

The owners of the daily taste, flew around like a bunch of fools

Going from one table of eats, to another making sure they hear

The tiny small glass near your eating plate, is a mystery for a tear

One of you will sip and drink, and feel no ache or pain, so have fun

”Take your shot, stranger. You’ll only get one.”