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Fresh Bread

Saturday was a perfect day,
To make a loaf of bread.
Never did I imagine,
I was going over my head.
The yeast was added,
To the flour mix with flare,
A cheesecloth placed all over,
It didn't dare have cold air.
The loaf was placed in the oven.
It baked a wood-tan brown.
At dinner everyone salivated,
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COMMENTS
Brian Jani 13 May 2014
Nice shirley This is a good piece of poetry
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Karthik Narayan 31 December 2006
very nuice.. happy new yaer
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