Poem by Louisa May Alcott

Gingerbread

"Gingerbread,
Go to the head.
Your task is done;
A soul is won.
Take it and go
Where muffins grow,
Where sweet loaves rise
To the very skies,
And biscuits fair
Perfume the air.
Away, away!
Make no delay;
In the sea of flour
Plunge this hour.
Safe in your breast
Let the yeast-cake rest,
Till you rise in joy,
A white bread boy!"

1. Don't Drive Me Away
2. Welcome, Mighty Chief, Once More
3. Beds to the Front of Them
4. Chingery Wangery Chan
5. My Kingdom

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