Starch Meadow
Waffles and pancakes
Frolic in the starch meadow
I hide with syrup
Pancakes are one of my favorite things in the entire world. Groupon sent me a coupon today with a picture of pancakes on it and now I can think of nothing else. I imagine that in a wondrous place far away, there is a starchy meadow where waffles and pancakes frolic, lapping from gentle butter rivers with drizzle falls, rolling in powdered sugar sands around the sparkling butter waves. I hide with my small pot of syrup behind a tree, and when one is close enough I spring out, pour a strip of syrup on one of the delicious creatures and then take a bite of golden savory happiness. The pancakes and waffles don't mind, they like bringing me joy, and they regenerate quickly so they never fall apart. I pat them a bit and through a mouthful of pancake or waffle goodness I say, "Thank you fried batter friend," and then they amble away to frolic some more. Mmmm, I love Starch Meadow.
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