There was a baker walking, holding a thin white box
He tripped on a rock and the box flew in the air
As it flew up, up, the lid opened
An Uzi, an AK47 and a powdered jelly doughnut flew out
When the Uzi fell it took out 3 pedestrians
When the AK47 fell it took out a women pushing a stroller, in which was a baby
The powdered jelly doughnut fell into the baby’s hands
And he smiled.