Aunty Emma's Bad Blueberry Buckle

This looks really yummy, doesn't it? 
All blueberry-ish and sweet and crumbly.  When it's done right, it's mmm, mmm delish!  However, in the wrong hands...
Which brings me to the reason for this post.  Three Word Wednesday gave these three words as today's prompts:

Buckle, Evade, Wedge

Evasive maneuvers?  A chasm or wedge in a relationship?  All good starting points, eh?  But what to do with the buckle?  Belt?  Shoe?  Fashion statement?  Hmmmmmmm...

And that's when I realized this all could be about food.  (Of course.) 

Here's my unhealthy take on the prompt:

Aunty Emma’s Blueberry Buckle

Aunty Emma’s Blueberry Buckle

is the most horrible one in the universe.

Just one small wedge and we all cry,

“Please!  Get a doctor or a nurse!

(Or hearse!”)

I can’t guess what she puts in it

since cobblers, buckles and pies

are simple enough to make and so,

there’s usually no surprise.

(Not wise.)

Regarding Aunty Emma’s stuff:

Is it the berries or the dough?

Or is there something else in it?

Ooooh - ominous, I know.

Although…

there is one point and it's perfectly clear:

this food can’t be enjoyed.

So here’s the warning I must share,

“Evade!  Escape!  Avoid!"    

Factoid:

This pastry will make you sick as a dog,

and this I promise you.

Ergo, do not eat Aunty Emma’s

berry buckle blue.

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(And just for the record, I don't have an Aunty Emma.  I just make stuff up, sometimes.)