This was just like Shakespeare’s much ado about nothing.
Kathy Armijo's poem "If I were rich" inspired me.

While strolling with Jane in the beach
We stopped for a short relax to ponder
As an idea has dawned on us instantly

We decided to have fish for lunch
We shared the cooking assignment
We collected firewood, fetched water

A quarrel started between us at once
She wanted to add salt before the oil
I insisted that oil should come first

But we have forgotten one thing:
That we did not even catch the fish
We made good noise about nothing