There once was a baker on Baker Lane,
His name was Dave.
One day he decided to bake a gingerbread man,
Just to see if he can.
So he used his special dough,
and made a man with a roll.
He then put him in the oven,
and it started chugin.
When the timer went ding,
he pulled the man out with a zing.
Then the man moved all of the sudden,
and started runnin.
Then the little man pulled out his flamethrower and torched the whole house.
The End
LOL
ReplyDeleteWhen I wrote this poem I was really hyper on orange soda so at first it was suppose to be a nice Christmas poem but then the soda kicked in and the ending came out all wacko
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