Mother Dearest,
The oven sits preheated
Numerous ingredients await
My recipe drawn out.
Before you begin, remember that baking is a journey
Pleasures and regrets, nothing easily gained.
Just give me lots of time and please be patient.
Crush your wisdom into fine granules
Salt me safely and softly,
Watch out for my health.
Be careful with the sugar,
Too sweet and I'll spoil
Too bitter and I'll sour.
Flour me with experiences
But forget about the food-coloring,
it's a little too outdated.
Be stern with the butter
But one good spanking
should be enough yeast.
Don't criticize my size or looks,
Afterall, you kneaded my shape.
Now set me free to bake amongst my peers,
Watch me rise against the world.
Kick me off of the counter and into the oven,
Don't set a timer, just let me grow.
Don't worry about me crumbling,
My dough was fortified with milk.
Thanks for all your gluten and honey,
I promise to be a good loaf.
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