The Twisted Tale Of Miss Muffin

There once was a muffin who lived in a shoe,
She had too many raisins to keep in there too!
She huffed and she puffed and she pushed them outside,
Until only one Raisin was left back inside.
It sat on the table and hummed a sweet tune,
till on the horizon rose a blue harvest moon.

But as the moon rose Miss Muffin made cake,
And many ingredients were used in this make.
She stirred and she mixed and she puffed and she wheezed
With the finished result she was greatly pleased,
she said, "One last thing is still missing from you"
and the last poor wee raisin was put in there too.