I can't hold on. There's no way I'll make it.

I just put my cake in the oven to bake it.

Half an hour I'll wait for it

And I'll pull it out and have a bit.

Oh, a great big slice

Would be very nice,

A plate would be great,

But I'll just have to wait.

Another half hour, and then let it cool

And then I'll ice it and try not to drool.

And then I'll have to wait some more

Until I have dinner at half-past four.

For then it's dessert time; I'll take the cake from the shelf

And then eat half all by myself.

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