When Mother Bakes

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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!