It's hard to explain - how baking can somehow get into your blood stream trapped in each vein, It's difficult to comprehend - how baking can somehow infatuate you, and soulmate you - like a best friend, It's surprising how baking has the power - to supersede everything else, minute by minute, hour by hour, And it's intoxicating how baking can suffocate - coveting your thought processes without causing you to frustrate. If baking is in your blood - it's in your blood, and nothing can transcend you from the so-called baking club, If baking governs your life - and by that we mean mind, body, soul, in whatever capacity, without stress or strife, If baking is everything to you - whether it's early morning, late evening, or weekends when that need starts to brew, Then welcome to the "Baking bug" - where every day becomes another cake, recipe and conquest - including cakes that are baked in a mug.