A HYMN IN PRAISE OF THE HUMBLE PANCAKE.
Delicious, delectable, easy to make,
The regular pancake takes moments to bake.
In texture and taste it has instant appeal,
Just eat half a dozen and see how you feel!
Some foods we all cherish, prime beef that we roast,
And some love some jam on their hot buttered toast.
Some strange folk like oysters, and some caviar,
But the plain simple pancake is better by far.
Like us, there are pancakes that put on some weight;
We then call them crumpets and fill up our plate.
If a pancake is slim and is rolled into shape,
We fill it with calories and call it a crepe!
Now when you serve pancakes to some special guest
With pure maple syrup, it's quite at its best.
But even more scrumptious, if you have the nerve,
Take butter, and sausages, and bacon - and serve!
Universal, ecumenical, the pancake unites.
It never provokes theological fights.
The church that serves pancakes, we can guarantee,
From schisms and heresies will always be free!
Now pancakes in history have played a great part,
They fill up the stomach and gladden the heart.
Great armies have marched and great victories won
On pancakes and sausages served up by the ton!
Sing praise then for pancakes, against all the odds,
Their humble ingredients are food for the gods.
We all love a pancake, and though we're aware
They make us quite fat - but WE DON'T REALLY CARE!
Light fare for Shrove Tuesday from Herbert O'Driscoll.
(c) 2011. All rights reserved. Tune: St. Denio.