37. Pancakes.

Pancakes.

The scent, the smell,

It's the best in the world,

I swear the people in the streets would have fallen,

If they could smell this beautiful aroma.

I run for the stairs,

Without a single care,

Just me, and the pancakes,

For a delicious feast.

Pancakes, yum!

Can I have more mum?

I can't get enough,

Of this tasty delight!

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