Poetry of Kansas

Song of the Pancake Man

    I'm the pancake man,
    And I do, when I can,
Eat pancakes by the score;
    I bake them brown,
    And swallow them down,
And loudly call for more.
    I'll lay my stakes
    That a million cakes
I can eat between two naps;
    Then call for more,
    A million and four,
Or a million and five, perhaps.
    It makes me fat,
    And more than that,
I'm jolly through and through;
    I've been known to laugh
    For a year and a half,___
Or why not call it two
    Oh, I long for a cake
    As big as they make,___
Say, fifty townships wide;
    I would handle it quite
    At a single bite
And stow it away inside.

___John Edward Everett

Quillings In Verse
John Edward Everett
(Smith Center: ___. 1912)
Pages 30-31

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