And was followed with fluffier foods:
A waffle with white sails of whipped cream
Sailing on a sea of sugary syrup.
My mind meandered meaninglessly
About the amazing armament
Such a ship should store
Against the perilous pancake pirates
And the frightening French toast fiends.
Now a name seemed necessary for this new nautical novelty,
Wherefore “Wilbert the Wondrous” was written
In streams of syrup on its side.
This boat began its being with a bagel battle
With cream cheese and croissants crossing
In awesome arcs across the sea,
Before the bagels were beaten with a breakfaster’s bite,
Well welcomed by the Wondrous Wilbert.
The English muffins and eggs effected an edict,
A treaty with the Texas toast,
To prevent the pancakes from proving a problem,
By arranging an army to augment
The Waffle’s wondrous workings.
This friendly force fried the French toast fiends
While our protagonists plunged the pancakes off a pastry
precipice.
Wilbert the Wondrous wafted westward,
Sailing the shining syrup sea,
Entering erroneously to its end.
A fork finished the fearless flagship.
Wilbert, though, was wanted widely for the wars,
Because breakfast had barely begun.
