To bake a cake needs pride,
I stay and hear, stay and watch
To see what is clear on this work.
Offer us a cake when it is sweet,
Savoury dishes need to wait.
My superb lunch needs a dessert,
Why do cooks especially provide us?
Because we are rich, and our cakes,
Our cakes are poor, just far too away.
The caking and baking needs time,
And money costs a fortune, like pain.
To then make a lake of water,
It needs you and the real deal of riches.
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