Light and flaky, please just bake me, till golden brown, then go to town.

I’m easy to pick from the bunch If you want to eat me, you gotta get me naked first.

You can already tell what a pot is if it calls me an adjective that could describe itself.

What is for breakfast? Oh, I cannot choose! They all sound delish And I'm left here confused Choked by the choice Betwixt this dish or that My gut starts to rumble I need to choose, stat! And just as the wavering Starts to get awful I realize I've chosen I'm having a...

People are usually shocked when they realize I'm not a very good...