Ode to the Hand Mixer

Ode to the Hand Mixer

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My dear year old hand mixer

You have brought such great joy to me.

In the kitchen with the bowls

and cakes,

and all that is real sweet.

You have helped me

on my way 

to become

the best cook I know.

Thank you for the year we had

and for the cinnamon cream cheese frosting.

That was your last batch of it

and that's what caused your great demise.

When I made the cookies last night

you held on tight until the end.

Then you heaved a heavy sigh

and left me with

a spoon nearby.

Now you're dead and

I will progress

and will not buy you ever again.

You were the third or the fourth one

I do not know I lost my count.

In the three years that we've been married

that's as pathetic as it sounds. 

No more hand mixers for this gal

they make me cry

and then they die.

Instead I'll be vigilant

in asking for a Kitchen Aid.

Why I did not buy one first

I do not know

but now it's clear.

Less mess, less fuss, more joy for us

cooks in the world when hand mixers die.

Save your dimes

you'll be more fine

if you just buy a KitchenAid.

They sure don't die, they look real cute

they make you sigh 

and want to buy.

So let this dear ode be guide

to all those cooks who can't decide.

Whether to go buy a mixer 

or to buy a KitchenAid.

KitchenAid would be the smart choice

no raising your voice

when mixers die.

Yes, you would be oh so wise

to just go buy a KitchenAid.

Can you guess what's on my Christmas list this year?