PANCAKES

She runs to the Kitchen and begs begs begs
For milk and flour and eggs eggs eggs.
She stirs and whirs in a big fat bowl
Then into the pan where, bless my soul,
They sizzle and bubble and smell so sweet
We just can't wait to eat eat eat!
With a pat and flip and a scoop to the tray
We lick our chops and cry, "Hooray!"
Add a drip of honey and a splatter of cream
And great golly gosh, it's a pancake dream!