Her name is Cinnamon Summerbee.
She lives in Biscuit Barrow;
Around the bend from Market Square,
Where Mr. Butterworth sells his tallow.
With bouncing curls of golden hair,
Smiling at everyone she meets,
She skips along without a care,
With glowing face and dimpled cheeks.
In her woven basket she carries
All the fancy treats:
Chocolates, cakes, and caramel magick;
Endless candied sweets.
At Mr. Butterworth's tallow stall,
He met her with a frown.
But Cinnamon Summerbee knew the cure:
A marshmallow shaped like a clown.
Butterworth's brow unfurrowed,
as he beamed into a smile.
All thanks to Cinnamon Summerbee,
Who lives in Biscuit Barrow.
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