The Famed Baking Knights of Cashew

To battle they ride on their ponies of girth,
With bags full of pastries and hearts full of mirth.
You may not believe it, but really, it's true:
These are the famed baking knights of Cashew.



Their rolling pins fair were of strong, solid yew,
And they wielded them justly, and awesomely, too.
Their saddlebags bulged with the finest of bread,
Though some of them carried fresh cookies instead.



For when it was peacetime--no war to be had--
They returned to their real trade, and the kingdom was glad,
For not just protectors, but bakers were they,
Making cupcakes and bread loaves and quiches all day.



Coat of arms? A croissant, with two skillets below--
Not terribly scary or epic, I know,
But they liked it still, and who are we to argue
With the flour-flecked, kind baking knights of Cashew?



So to battle they went, and though their courage was true
The fight proved too much for the knights of Cashew.
So to clear up bad moods and misfortune divert,
They invited their foes for a nice big dessert.