A pinch of this, a dab of that
Into the mixing bowl,
Then stir until you cain’t no more,
With all your heart and soul.
This recipe to good success
To many lives has bring’d
A sense of hope with smells o’ joy—
When baking tunes is sing’d.
The scent o’ sweet fresh bread, homemade
A loner’s heart can cheer
It saves him from the pit of gloom
And from the shame of beer.
So here’s to yous a message plain
To all who burn and bake
Keep up your work and think to put
Some love in what you make.
A funny poem I found while cleaning my room. I wrote this a long time ago. Why? I don't know why. But it's a fun little thing so I hope everyone has fun reading it.