Every morning I eat a piece of toast

With a little pat of butter, I like it most

That got me to thinking

What it took to be making

Our butter back in the day

Was seldom the store-bought way

Mama used the cream from the top of the milk

It was all clumped up and it shined like silk

She had clean jars laid out to her side

A little audience of three girls alongside

She filled each jar halfway up with the cream

Then put on the lids she had just cleaned

She added a pinch of salt in each one

Turning to us  said, are you ready to have fun

Here are your jars get to shaking

Shake it like it is an earth quaking

We all kept on shaking

till the butter was done making

Pale yellow butter ready to be strained

To be put on a plate was what we attained

I think I will have a piece of toast today

As I think back to our butter making way

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