Magic Biscuit

It’s a Magic Biscuit Tender, flaky Round of course Golden contours Awaiting hungry, stretching lips The Magic Biscuit Answers many riddles And asks a few, too… “How will I taste?” “Will my flavor and texture please you?” “Are you thankful for me?” All to be revealed in due time To those deemed worthy… Both fawning supplicants And flinty-eyed riddlers Certainly welcome to apply The Magic Biscuit Provides, heals, teaches Sometimes scolds… Accepts Behold the Magic Biscuit Symbol of Hope