Humanity planned a bake sale today
‘Twas summer and the sun baked hot
They’d set up tables in the shade
And lay out all the treats they’d got
Of course there’d be pies and cookies and cakes
With all the breads the “peasants” could make
And please kind sir could you partake…
But business was dreadfully slow
For the key ingredient was in short supply
The “Antoinette’s”…had all the dough
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