Eleven

Eleven loaves of bread I did bake Just made a tiny mistake... First, all eleven, I forgot to leaven, Misread a jar... Instead of rye, Put in cloves, I could just cry! Proudly served flat Crunch stuff, Everyone spit out... They had enough!! No more Bell cooking... Eleven friends got sick, Eleven less now I hear a tick..... Coming from the oven... What could it be? Opened it up In time to see... A time bomb ready to blow.... Think it's time I got to know How to buy my food pre-done.. Or I'll face eleven'a loaded gun.