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Magic of Baking a Birthday Cake

Magic of Baking a Birthday Cake

In the kitchen is a cookbook 
 

A cookbook with magic spells 

 

Magic spells for baking a cake

 

A chocolate birthday cake rich in love and magic

 

Ingredients of cake mix, flour, sugar, eggs, and oil

 

Whisked together in a bowl 

 

Baked in an oven for a temperature of 350° F

 

The oven timer counts down the minutes

 

A birthday cake bakes in the oven

 

The sweet aroma of cake fills the kitchen 

 

The timer on the oven goes off. Beep! Beep! Beep! 

 

A golden brown chocolate cake on an oven pan

 

A birthday cake coated with chocolate frosting 

 

Candles on the birthday cake

 

A birthday celebration of magic

 

Poem written by: Brett Strotman 📝 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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sparrowsong

Hello Brett...

A Great message for these days...

Don't sit down and eat right away?

Watch the bites go down first?

I don't think I'm hungry anymore...

Thank you...

I think...

Great write!

Thank you for sharing...

You never know what people really do these days...

sparrowsong

 

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