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An ode to pancakes

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The eggs and milk at the table
were devising a cunning plan
"we're going to make ourselves batter
and then find ourselves a pan".

So they got themselves acquainted
with flour from some further field,
and befriended some slick oil
to be included in the yield.

With all ingredients assembled
in their spherical fold
they enlisted the help of a blender
to ensure the bond would hold.

With the conglomeration completed
they took some time to rest
to contemplate, coagulate
and devise what topping would be best.

For the next few minutes say
the situation become quite heated
as they were found to be,
predictably, in a fry pan seated.

In essence the affair with flippant
taking only minutes to complete
finished when their doughiness
was sufficiently deplete.

When the fry up was over
and stacked on a plate they lay
dressed with maple syrup sweet
they were consumed without delay.

 

 

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