Harmonized egg and flour to make this pappardelle,
Flattened and curled, Goldilock's golden hair.
Sizzling melody on grille the lamb it lay,
Into dancing cubes how fun, how fair.
Pancettas tossing and hopping, cured, endearing,
Grooves together with the garlics and the onions.
Bathe in sweet, bloody, ambrosial wine,
And savoury stock of veal, these herbs and spices blends till dine.
Rosemary fills and seasons the piece, makes the song a lavish,
And Napoletana an obscure relish.
Oil of olive, a drizzling virgin is she,
Grana Padano grate in to fettucine.
What's the affair for I will stay,
This you may say, the best entree.
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