I was only six, but confident I could mix
The perfect chocolate cake,
Ingredients for fudge, we beat like a grudge,
Cooked and poured onto what we baked.
There was chicken, and the kitchen
Smelled like pure happiness.
I was heroic, stalwart, stoic,
Helping to clean the mess,
Biked to the lake, after the cake,
Swimming like a fish under the waves,
Home to read a book; libraries: I’m hooked,
Is that how a six year old behaves?
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