The Baker

by Fatima aged 10

I once was a baker
who loved hugs and mugs
I made enormous cake
but I fell and crumbled
My friend ate rice
and also again jumbled
and there are ahh mice
all over the plates
My friend carried on eating rice
and the rats kept making mice on slate
Help everybody, help! There are mice
I lived and died
I survived and tried

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