Lenny the Two-Fingered baker

Lenny baked cakes at the local town bakers

He had just two fingers upon his left hand

He would shout out aloud,” Do we have any takers…

For the finest baked cakes in all of the land?!”

He would bake all day long and into the night

Then walk home quite slowly for a home-cooked dinner

and wake bright and early to alarm clock fright

To bake once again and wish he was thinner

'Cause Lenny you see, liked to taste all his cakes

To know that his cakes were tasting just right

And sugar and cream and dark chocolate flakes

Made Lenny get fat and his belt way too tight

So Lenny decided one bright sunny morning

He’d give up those cakes and try and get thin

He quit his job baking without any warning

And got a new job at the local town gym.