If you want to know what I really love,

What fits poached egg and muffin like a well-worn glove,

Then my dear, my own true love,

Make me hollandaise.

Supposing though, you have a steak,

Of which you think I might partake,

My darling, please, give me a break,

And make me some bearnaise.

There’s nothing like these marvellous sauces,

If you don’t know how to make them, then hold your horses,

They beautify all savoury courses,

Serving them always pays.