Baking up some Pillsbury rolls
I could see the oven light
As my hunger took its toll
Just can't wait to have a bite
It was starting to turn brown
Came in close, I felt the heat
Sniffing smelling all around
Now my dinner is complete
It just came out of the refrigerator
I just cannot wait any later
Timer going click, click, ding!
"Mom" I said "Grab your mitts
It's time to take them out."

Wolf them down, I just can't stop
My family would think that I was nuts
Spreading butter right on top
With the knife it would be cut
I could eat the whole damn batch
Tho' my rolls was in my gut
Just throw them right down my hatch
Passing wind right out my butt
I was stealing right off my sister's plate
She wasn't done, I just couldn't wait
My Mom going no, no, no
"Hey" she said "Grab that dough
I'm going to make some more."
(Some more)

Then along comes Poppin' Fresh
He's the dough boy from Pillsbury
As he giggles in excess
Poking him in the tummy
He walks through flour and makes a mess
This little prick is bugging me
The rolling pin I did possess
And I flattened him with glee
Tonight we don't need any dessert
'Cuz now we're baking this pudgy-ass squirt
His cries going, Why? Why? Why?
"Hey" I said "Nothing says loving,
like a dough boy in the oven!"

© 2006 Squirrelbait
Written by Mikey Squirrel

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