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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I'd rather be inside doing the baking Than the one being baked outside in the sun. I never learned how to barbecue, As my Dad ran away when I was only two. Though my Mum taught me how to shoot for the pot, Which really hit the spot, As I could do that without seeing a single sun spot. My Possum is really quite delicious, Even if slightly malicious. I have a habit of making a stew out of rabbit. Visitors are big on anything made from pig. It would be a mistake to miss my venison steak, Or duck out without some roast duck. My ham and eggs are never green, though quite lean. Mushroom soup with homemade bread will keep you fed Til the rest of the food is prepared You can grub for hu hu grubs for me to roast on sticks. My roast parsnip contains no arsenic. I don't have to tout for my trout. Or make a deal for a pie made of eel. You can make a toast while I tend to the roast. Or if you prefer give the gravy a stir. I won't get cross if you give the salad a toss. Or set the table if you are able. We can talk while you find me a fork. Afterwards I will let you judge my fudge. If you can still budge. And I will find some liquor that is still pure. My apple pie with cream piled high is really worth a try. Pears with homemade wine are quite divine. I have an art for the apricot tart. And you won't get over my Pavlova. I bake my cakes with fresh eggs which seems to please the hens. Our honey is worth the money And our jams are in favour for their flavour. I produce a cheese that aims to please. My biscuits soon stray from the tray. If you want any thing more fancy we can look in the pantry. With skin cancer on the rise, I think I am wise In getting up early to watch my bread rise. Though I am still game to go outside with my gun by my side. But when the sun starts to hurt the eye, My oven goes back on high for when you come by. If you stay the night you can dance under moonlight And wish upon a star from afar outside of a car. Wouldn't that be more fun than going out in the mid-day sun. With your true face scared to be exposed.
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