I love butter pancakes

Butter pancakes are for me,
Oh how I love them so,
If you ask how can this be,
Then this is what to know:

Fill them up full of fruit,
Top them off with butter too,
Pour the syrup all around,
Watch me jump up and down

The fluffy texture leaves me breathless,
Every bite seems like a dream,
Joy is what they give I must confess,
For my face shows a beam

Stack it up to the ceiling,
Put a napkin through your top,
On the plate you see a clearing,
So you eat until you pop

Butter pancakes bring people glee,
Even if fat is the price to pay,
Butter pancakes will always be for me,
Each and every night and day.


by haleigh pustka