Behold, I say unto ye:
How perfect is the pancake?
See how it lies upon the plate, docile, ready...
An existence created solely for the purpose of being consumed,
But retaining it's sweetness nonetheless.
How perfect is the pancake?
It comes in many forms...
Sometimes shaped like Mickey Mouse,
Sometimes sublime in it's simple oblong...ness.
Sometimes dripping with butter, sometimes sprinkled with chocolate...
It matters not to my stomach. I crave it all.
How perfect is the pancake?
Oh pancake, how I long to ravage you,
How I long to consume you
Whether you are mine, or I have to sneak nibbles off someone else's plate,
You are still perfect and fluffy.
How perfect is the pancake?
And how complete my love for it.
Selah. Let's eat.
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