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By Josie Whitehead
My own two grandchildren, when they were younger
“Granny can you show me how
To make a nice sponge cake?
Well, what things do I need for it
And how long will it take?”
“Granny can I clean the bowl
And can I lick the spoon?
Granny how long must we wait
And can we make it soon?"
“Well, yes I know you’re busy Gran,
But shouldn’t you now stop?
Upon your list of things to do
My cake must come the top.”
“Granny, get the mixer out.
Fetch out the flour and marg.
What about these cake tins Gran?
My cake will be quite large!”
“Granny can you reach the eggs.
I need some sugar too.
I’ve measured out just what we need
And know just what to do.”
It’s all put in the mixing bowl,
And “Can I press the switch?
Granny, please allow me to -
There won’t be any hitch.”
Now the beaters start their work.
Hear their mighty roar?
They make short work of what to us
Could be a lengthy chore.
“Granny, can we stop it now?
I’ve counted twenty beats.
Now can I taste this little bit,
To check it’s fit to eat?”
The cake tins are both fully filled,
And now what is to come?
“Granny can I scrape the bowl -
I’ve such a hungry tum.”