By Ovidiu Alexa • Published on 4/25/2025
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In Baker Barnaby's bakery, bright and grand, Floury clouds danced with a helping hand! Ovens hummed a happy, toasty tune, Underneath a sky of sugared moon.
Barnaby the baker, with a twinkle in his eye, Tried to bake some bread, way up high! Little Lily and Leo, with noses pressed on glass, Watched the flour swirl, a giggling, floury mass.
He mixed and he mashed with a whisk and a whir, Flour flew upwards, tickling him, for sure! He kneaded the dough, a bouncy, jiggly friend, Hoping for a loaf that wouldn’t meet its end... In a floury flop or a sticky, doughy plight!
He shaped it like bunnies, like stars and like snails, With sprinkles and giggles and waggly bread tails! Into the oven, with a clang and a chime, Baking bread was serious business, all the time!
Out they came, golden brown and puffed with pride, The silliest bread the bakery ever spied! Bunnies with blue noses, stars with wobbly points, And snails leaving glittery, sparkly bread joints!
The kids cheered and clapped, a happy, joyful sound, The best bread ever seen around! Barnaby the baker, with flour on his nose, Knew his bread surprise bloomed like a rose! Every bite brought smiles, wide and so bright, Making the world happy, with all of their might!
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