December 23: "Baking." (from Wordweilder)
A/N: Somewhat related to yesterday's tale, but it's not necessary to have read that one.
I attempted some sort of poem this time around, which I don't do often, but I hope it worked!
Mrs. Hudson, your kitchen is now well arranged,
Although it has taken me nearly an age.
Everything here is sorted by letter;
Now tell me, truly, is that not better?
B is for brown sugar, berries, and beats
A is for angel cake, and a few other sweets.
K is for kidney beans, kippers, and kiwi,
I is icing, ice cream and iced teas, see?
N is nutmeg, and noodles as well
G—you're not listening—you know I can tell!
Mr. Holmes, I am always a patient landlady,
But your organization will soon make me crazy!
Unless all my foods and supplies are returned,
You may find at breakfast, your toast has been burned…