What Did She Bake

Squirrel mama gave me a shake
Your breakfast I just now did make
Would it be nut or a cornflake?
What did she bake? What did she bake?

Could it be a Christmas fruit cake?
Or a sweet cold chocolate milk shake?
Or a hot oozing corn pancake?
What did she bake? What did she bake?

Hoping for a juicy strip steak
Image of that on the uptake,
I opened my eyes, now awake
What did she bake? What did she bake?

I began to quiver and quake.
Squirrel mama knows how to bake!
Buttermilk muffins she does make.
What did she bake? What did she bake?
Words: 107
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Faulkner Avatar
May 14, 2019 at 2:45 PM
That's a mouth-watering menu; I want all of it!
Krutsinger Avatar
May 14, 2019 at 6:42 PM
Michelle this comment made me laugh!
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