One day I decided to bake me a cake,
To fulfil an ambition I had.
I had all the things I would need on a tray
And the recipe wrote on a pad.
But as soon as I started to mix up the stuff
Things began to go horribly wrong:
The pad it fell into the blender and made
The poor cake so incredibly strong.
(Written Feb 1994)
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