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alfreds burnt cakes
alfred burnt the cakes on a baking day
burnt them to a cinder even burnt the tray
he forgot about them and left them on there own
he wasnt very happy and had a little moan
the cakes the were gone impossible to eat
alfred he was fuming he didnt have is treat
but he was called to battle and he had to fight
then he vowed that next time he would get his baking right
burnt them to a cinder even burnt the tray
he forgot about them and left them on there own
he wasnt very happy and had a little moan
the cakes the were gone impossible to eat
alfred he was fuming he didnt have is treat
but he was called to battle and he had to fight
then he vowed that next time he would get his baking right
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alfreds burnt cakes
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