Pancakes

Pancakes are lovely creations

There once was a kid that liked to dream about pancakes

Silky syrup covering large blankets of flour cooked in oil

He dreamed that one day his plate will be filled with them

He closed his eyes and watched his hand pick up the hungry fork

Oh how fluffy and soft the treats from the pan tasted

Smoothly going down his throat after each heartfelt bite

The gooey sweet maple syrup slithered down his teeth onto his tongue

Every time this kid had this dream,

There is a wonderful scene in his mind

A Gigantic pool of pancake batter in his pool

Good and Ready for him to scoop up as much as he could handle

Right next to it there is a 30 foot tall pan and bucket of Canola Oil

……………He has to watch is weight………

Pancakes and Waffles it’s all the same

With a little bit of chocolate chips, whip cream, chocolate syrup

Perhaps strawberry toppings with a little bit of cherries on the side

He can't wait to phone all his friends and invite them to the Pancake Party

Warm up the skillet, make ready with the plates and forks.

We are digging family, friends, and associates

Ode to the pancakes!

 

Pancakes for life!

Author's Note

PANCAKES

Reviews

[THERISA]

Darn you, your imagery has gotten my stomach, to voice its desire for pancakes, too. Sadly, they are part of my restricted food list, being diabetic. Hoping you're enjoying your pancakes, right now. Thank you for sharing this poem with us.

[Mistral Bilgera]

wow! makes me wanna eat pancakes right NOW!
the imagery is so good, enough to make my mouth water! :)

love this poem!

[Legion]

As long as you aren't having sausage, ham, or bacon with them I'm okay with it. :) Great write. A fitting tribute to pancakes.