OUT OF THE FRYINGPAN!
T tossed a pancake into the air, ,It fell to earth—l know not where, But from the kitchen fled my wife With dough entangled in her hair! Again I mixed the clammy dough And set it in the pan, and so, With all the strength that I could spare, Hurled it once more into the air. I gripped the frying-pan below In which to catch the falling dough, But all my patience was in vain— The dough did not descend again. I looked up with baffled feeling, To see it sticking to the ceiling, And as I gazed it fell like lead Upon my unprotected head! But I'm a most determined man; And, still adhering to my plan, The third time mixed the dough and tossed • i . It | wildly from the frying-pan. The pan escaped my grip and flew With sudden crash and clatter through The window-pane; the dough came down Unerringly upon my crown. ' "Ah, we'll ! " I to myself did say, " I don't like pancakes, anyway ! "
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New Zealand Herald, Volume LXVIII, Issue 20922, 11 July 1931, Page 6 (Supplement)
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171OUT OF THE FRYINGPAN! New Zealand Herald, Volume LXVIII, Issue 20922, 11 July 1931, Page 6 (Supplement)
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