Ye Baker
Reading edition
Ye school-boy on his way to school Ye bake-shop doth espy, Where men of gingerbread in state With eyes of currants lie. Ye good-wife takes her Sunday roast Where his great ovens yawn, And fragrant odors fill ye air At noon, and night, and morn. All this was many years ago, Before Ye Canner came, With Fifty-nine Varieties To advertise his name.
