Soft and warm bread, drizzled with cheese,
Could make me go on my knees
Apple pie and Bakewell tart made my tongue drool,
Yet I couldn’t have them, mama’s rule –
Well one day I broke the austere
One bite of a pastry and my tooth fell adhere;
Sobbing I went to Mama, she asked not to cry,
We could always give the desserts another try
Aftet all life is about trial and error,
We may lose once, but we don’t give up in terror.
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