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?
