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 a 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!
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