Wanting a little fun
Depart on a run
Seeking bakery pastry buns
Tasty and sweet
Jogging through the village street
Enduring the athletic heat
Conquering the feat
Can not be beat
Enjoying the run
For pastry buns
Not caring where you are from
Only greeted with a ‘welcome’
Take a bite
Time is not tight
During the bun
Run
Done for fun
Fattening those bottom cheeks
While everyone speaks
Bragging every week
About climbing the peaks
Featured on the bun
Run
Done
For fun
Where Danishes are great
Even know competitors gained too much weight
bak'ry
sweet panoply
pick a number and wait
anticipation, sal'vation
heaven
RASTA MY ASSASIN MURDERED AT MY FEET RETURNED WITH A PILE OF GRAVEYARD DIRT SEARCHING FOR THE OWNERS OF THE BAKERY A BAKERY ALREADY SOLD SWINDLED FROM THE OWNER IN THE END A CURSE PUT UPON ANYONE WHO TRIES TO CLAIM THE BAKERY TANGIBLE DEAL WITH THE DEVIL AFTER THE KILLING OF RASTA ANDREW THE BODY GUARD WAS FORCED TO MARRY THE DEAD MANS SISTER THIS MARRAIGE IN HELL WOULD LAST ONLY IF THE BODY GUARD NEVER SHOW INTEREST IN THE QUEEN HE SAVED THE BODY GUARD JAMAICAN FEMALE DESIGNED A ROOT ON HIS LIFE FORSAKENED WITH 9 NAILS 9 PINS 9 NEEDLES SADLY GRAVEYARD DIRT SHOES FROM THE INTENDED VICTIM OF WITCH CRAFT BACKFIRED BECAUSE THE BODY GUARDS HEART BELONGED TO THE QUEEN THIS ALLOWED THE VOODOO TO ATTACK THE BODY GUARD WITH SUDDEN MULTIPLE STROKES THE MORAL OF THIS STORY NEVER MAKE DEALS WITH THE DEVIL TANGIBLE LESSONS OCCURED WHILE RASTA ANDREW RETURNED FROM THE GRAVE WALKING BACKWARDS FAR FROM JAH FAR FROM HIS ROOTS
There once was a baker who loved to boast
about his bakery down by the coast.
But the bakery burned down
and he exclaimed with a frown,
Now all of my business is toast!
daily I went to Roldan' bakery
task that I performed with mastery
it rained the bag of bread wet...
to solve it I doffed my shirt
bread safe... was applauded for bravery
Intense smell of bread
Six o'clock in the morning,
wake us all to life...
There was a chef famous for his quiche
Crowds came in and paid lots of baksheesh
Feds came into town
they busted his crown
for his quiche was sprinkled with hashish
Sweet
Treat
Worthy of
The best bakery
Dutch sugar letters
Almond flavored
Fantastic
Lovely
Warm
Clouds swirling, bird circling
The Heavens rumbled, heaved a sigh
Ventured forth a lad, he bore no Cross
Through angry streets, refuse-tossed
Flies buzzed 'round him, fetid friends
Night air crackled, 'neath ammunition's lens
The lad strained hearts for a crust or crumb
Hope lay dormant, her voice struck dumb...
Bled dry, they covered him, face down in a gutter
War's verdict sealed, its unutterable utter
Sound of hello by her voice
As a new customer i'm to her shop
Gone to buy a piece of cake
But asked her heart how much rate
She just gawked at me like i was a mad
I searched something deeply in her eyes
And she gave a frustrated fake smile
Then one of my friend ordered our wish
She asked us to wait for few minutes on chair
My heart replied without my permission
"for you i will wait life time my dear"
We left that Bakery later
but forgot to take my heart from there
This is what god written in first page of my tale
i don't know her name, so named her "Bakery Babe"
Generic Love For The Bakery Couple
butcher went to bed with his cookie cutter
and baker opened her oven for his flutter
a recipe mix and bake
generic love to shake
dough rises bringing cake mold to shutter
connie pachecho
8/4/17
Honeycomb pans preheat in the sun;
filled of warm nectar so sweet;
confection made by bees.
Cooperation among honey bees;
bakers collaborating with sun;
produce oozing nectar, sugar-sweet.
Natures flowers, filled with liquid, sweet
thanks to numerous, hard working honey bees
crafted in an oven of radiating sun.
A sweet tooth has ancient sun;
Sol bakes flowing rivers, sweet;
with the help of his buddies, the bees.
I love the egg custards, the apricot Danish,
And the warmed up apple dumpling.
And I especially love the creamy rolls,
Filled with that special something.
Do you like your apple crumble or,
Is your favourite coconut cream?
Is it the cherry crumb biscuit, lemon meringue,
Or a lemon supreme?
If you love indulging on all sorts of muffins,
The blueberry, carrot or bran,
And then dining on all the beautiful cakes,
If your favourite’s the Spanish flan.
Then I believe we should go on a date,
To the biggest bakery we can find.
We can have the greatest restaurant meal,
Leaving meat and three veg behind.
What life offers
A sweet confectionery
Decide the glazing
there once was an old witch whose pies
were unique in flavor and size
she delighted her covens
when she opened her ovens
with dozens of old crusty guys.
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