Pancakes (For Alex T.)
Soft and Light
Or Thin and Sleek
To dream in sweet delight
Or drown in syrup creek
Before you down them stright
Mind with whom you dine;
For in Dunbarton you must hate
Any maple save most pure and fine
In Edgeware you must prepare
For raspberry crepes, Nutella dressed
Morning, noon, and night I sware
Mint in hot sweet tea is pressed
Your father's flapjacks
Flapping off the plate, on the ground
And in a bowl eshewing stacks,
My own butter oozing volcano mound.
Or Thin and Sleek
To dream in sweet delight
Or drown in syrup creek
Before you down them stright
Mind with whom you dine;
For in Dunbarton you must hate
Any maple save most pure and fine
In Edgeware you must prepare
For raspberry crepes, Nutella dressed
Morning, noon, and night I sware
Mint in hot sweet tea is pressed
Your father's flapjacks
Flapping off the plate, on the ground
And in a bowl eshewing stacks,
My own butter oozing volcano mound.
I just want you to know, there are a hundred memories wrapped up in this poem. <3
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