Common cakes, When one wakes, For a fast it breaks, No oven needed when it bakes.

Spanish, electric, acoustic, six string and more, this gets played in on so many different types of ways.

The first four can be created by the last four Together stacked outside your door Or placed on a hearth Just light it for warmth

I have no legs, but I can fly on snow. I carry joy and sometimes a painful blow. Pulled by hand or gravity's flow.

A simple thing to store your thoughts, pen and pages, as easy as can be. Lines may hold what memory drops, kept for later when you need me.