When Mother Bakes

Anna Johnson

Vanja Y. Watkins

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    Whenever mother stirs a cake

    I’m there to watch her make it.

    I wash the spoons and pans for her

    And then I help her bake it.

    The smells of flavors are so nice,

    I think they should be tasted.

    I scrape the bowls, for I am sure

    The drops should not be wasted.

    When I clean out the frosting bowl

    I’m happy as can be.

    It tastes so good, and I don’t care

    How much I get on me.

    I’m always glad when mother bakes,

    And so I wish and wish

    That she would make my fav’rite cake

    So I can scrape the dish!

    Music, When Mother Bakes