Fractal Pancakes

Life doesn’t get any batter,
Than solving the burning griddle,
Asking Joe for a cup of elixir,
With maple in the middle.

If things don’t pan out for you
And you’re completely flipped,
Spunkily spank that running dough,
Until it’s wonderfully whipped,

If life doesn’t get butter soon,
Holy Crêpe! No cornflakes
If odds are stacked in your favour
stack a pile of Pancakes

This poem was written by Hive account@diebitch, a crazy wonderful poet with a great way with words. Check out her other creations, she's very prolific and punny. Click here. Do it.

The pancake photos that I fractalized were taken by the good spirited Hive account@llfarms. And if you don't think pancakes can be healthy, well you better check out her post. You read right, Healthy Pancakes!

Steemit is a Perpetual Lovewave Machine so I'm giving the SBD of this post to Hive account@diebitch and Hive account@llfarms. So give it some love yo and let's help these awesome minnowettes.