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Mike

there was one who was famed for the number of things
He forgot when he entered the
His umbrella, his watch, all his and rings,
And the clothes he had for the trip.
He had boxes all carefully packed,
With his name painted clearly on
But he omitted to mention the fact,
They were all behind on the beach.

He as a baker; but owned, when too late-
And it the poor bellman half mad-
He could only bake -for which, I may state,
No were to be had.

I as the baker on this escapade,
I knead the dough, but I can't look the bread,
The does it instead,
And although I feel afraid,
I know
It could be the single worst mistake I've made,
To as the baker on this escapade.