Ode to Ieva.

O eclat munchies that melt divinely on my palate! O astounding pancake master, Ieva the Diva! Let me be your friend 4ieva! Your foe to be-I'd die, it's better. As a ripe strawberry red Carpet treatment shall we all get you To express the unexpressed Gratitude for you we all are due. Yet I cannot decide what I am fond of more: The luscious pancakes or Your shitty stories of droll All the dainty morsels baked by you- a genuine magnum opus-let's face the truth!