Poem about baking

I am the baker man,
I come from far away,
And I can bake,
What can you bake?
I can bake biscuits!
Crunchy, crunchy, crunchy, crunch,
Crunchy crunch, crunchy crunch,
Crunchy, crunchy, crunchy, crunch,
Crunchy, crunchy, crunch!

I am the baker man,
I come from far away,
And I can bake,
What can you bake?
I can bake cakes!
Yummy, yummy, yummy, yum,
Yummy yum, yummy yum,
Yummy, yummy, yummy, yum,
Yummy, yummy, yum!

Five currant buns in a baker's shop,
Round and fat with a cherry on top.
Along came a boy with a penny one day,
Bought a currant bun and took it away.

Four currant buns in a baker's shop,
Round and fat with a cherry on top.
Along came a girl with a penny one day,
Bought a currant bun and took it away.

Three currant buns in a baker's shop,
Round and fat with a cherry on top.
Along came a boy with a penny one day,
Bought a currant bun and took it away.