An old proverb holds
Some noodles did fret
About who would go first
When they would be et

They wanted it so
Felt their destiny lay
In a hungry man’s mouth
Or so they say

The debate went on
Becoming quite uncouth
About who would go first
Past palate and tooth

In the end they decided
What they knew all along
One noodle leads
The others follow strong

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