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Half-Baked

Are these cookies half-baked or is it my plans
The recipe is blurry as my friends make demands
The mixer is whirring and shooting thick dust
The air is dehydrating my eyes and my lungs

Happy, happy times, in carefree style
Music is blasting and are the smiles
I’m reheating the oven to bring on the fire
The beating of ingredients to truly inspire

This muck is the dough, the first of the batch
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Friday, April 25, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: cooking
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