Loving My Electric Skillet
My electric skillet has such a sizzle, through and through
She makes pancakes and eggs, bacon and hamburgers too
I love the smells she gives me before she is through
With a simple turn of the dial, she knows what to do!
She is easy to use, I just plug her in and give her the reins.
She is in control, for she has such electronic brains!
I throw in some molasses with tasty sugar canes
And sit back and watch, she cooks up my grains.
Her pancakes are a treat, an eater’s delight.
Her warmed up ham patties taste exactly right.
I can use my electric skillet breakfast, noon and night.
I smile at her in the morning, when I turn on the light.
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