Jenny Bakes
Jenny bakes white cakes.
Every night about seven missy makes
those angel foods tasty right
Great sweet treat goody sight
These drive shop’s daily sales
Other close store often fails
Jerry likes maid’s sweet wares
Swain often gives close stare
notes clean glass cases
Cream puffs, fruit tarts youth faces
Mouth wants taste every thing
Small goods could fifty cents swing
Radio music fills aisle
Tunes sound merry style
Bread house front glass panes
Paint Santa Claus clasp eight reins
Short slate their names: Cupid
Comet, Vixen, hoofs stand muted
12-18-17
Fem Bogstaver
Rhoda Tripp
Rhyme
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