A twist, a bend, a darkened skin, Hold the tasty warmth within. A salty crust, to give you thirst, I hail from the land of Wurst. Savory, sweet, whichever you eat, A soft, warm bite that's always a treat.

I have a tail, but I do not have a brain. I am often seen in cold and rain.

The Devil showed up with a grin so wide, challenging me to a duel with goading pride. I pulled out four strings that danced and did twiddle, but when I played my song, he said, Boy, that’s a!

Jury of the natural world, All lives I will devour. Standing proud in rings of peers, In rot and dirt I cower.

No need to waffle about, just pour the batter. Make em round or silly shapes it just doesn't matter. Butter, syrup, honey, at breakfast it's always a winner. But the absolute best is when you have them for dinner!