The hands rub gently,
And slowly the size increases;
Harder and harder go the palms,
Faster and faster until at last it is done.
Passion spent, wait for a while
Until the size is twice as big!
Then!
Then the dough is put in the oven
To bake the bread.
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: July 26th, 2026 01:06
- Comment from author about the poem: I have been making my own bread for very many years.
- Category: Humor
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Comments1
Good write Gold. lol.
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