Poet In Pink
Was feelin' in a bakin' mood
Decided to ring in some cheer
Set my sights on a rum fruit~cake
But all I could find was some beer!
I frantically searched the cupboards
Oh well, it's no catastrophe
I'll pretend I'm Betty Crocker
Just whip up my own recipe!
I cracked open a chilled brewski
Let it set so it could get flat
Gathered my flour, fruit and nuts
Mixed it up and that was that!
My mouth was feelin' kinda parched
That brew was lookin' mighty fine
I meant to take just a slight sip
Instead ended up taking nine!
Oops better break out another
The first one seemed to disappear
Better open up the next one
And try not to keep it so near
Went to the fridge for some butter
Grabbed a few eggs from the tray
Gathered up all of my spices
Chugged the open beer on the way
Oh no there goes yet another
I'd best slow down just a wee bit
Or the Christmas tree out yonder
Won't be the only thing that's lit!
Well the moral of this fruity tale
Is as simple as it can be
Make sure you've got your ingredients
And NEVER bake while you're THIRSTY!!!
© Poet In Pink