To An Electric Mixer

Turn carefully
And beat as light and as well as you can.
Today we fashion a gingerbread man
For a lad of three
And a lass I love.
Mix sugar and spice
(That’s everything nice
Little girls are made of).
Cream butter that’s yellow.
We’ll make a fine fellow
All crunchy and browned
With bright raisin eyes and a round
Little tummy, a dot of a nose,
And a smile that is chummy.
(How the lass and the laddie
Will beam on their “mummy”!)
Beat wisely now, just enough and no more;
For a gingerbread man must be
Perfectly formed, you see,
For one small lass who is half-past four
And a critical lad of three.