The Escapade

Mike batt



Narration: there was one who was famed for the number of things

He forgot when he entered the ship:

His umbrella, his watch, all his jewels and rings,

And the clothes he had bought for the trip.

He had forty-tow boxes all carefully packed,

With his name painted clearly on each;

But since he omitted to mention the fact,

They were all left behind on the beach.



He came as a baker; but owned, when too late-

And it drove the poor bellman half mad-

He could only bake bridecake -for which, i may state,

No materials were to be had.



I came as the baker on this escapade,

I knead the dough, but i can't look after the bread,

The banker does it instead,

And although i never feel afraid,

Somehow i know

It could be the single worst mistake i've ever made,

To come as the baker on this escapade.


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