The Lament of Umami

And what then shall the makers of golden sponge cake do?

Or "creamy" cream filling?

And what then shall a carnival truck deep fry?

An Oreo?  A Cheeseburger?  *sigh*

A long, last, lingering look good-bye . . . 

Horde them away,

Hide them in a hiding place where no one ever goes, 
Put it in your pantry with your cupcakes, 

For Alas, the Twinkie, has left and gone away.

Hey, hey, hey . . . hey, hey, hey.