“A Recipe for Disaster”

Take one part overconfidence,
two parts sleepless ambition,
a pinch of untested theory,
and a generous pour of
“what could possibly go wrong.”

Fold in the wrong crowd
at the right time, stir with a bent spoon
under flickering light, and season with
whispers you shouldn’t have heard.

Bake at the heat of the moment until the
edges burn and the center collapses.

Serve immediately —
while it’s still smoking,
before anyone realises
you’ve set the table for chaos.




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