Poetry

Cake

Cake…

Cake…

Cake…

So many puddles
Forming a million puddles
A messy brain
Makes for a sticky situation
Brownie, chocolate, how do you like it?
Uniqueness comes with each tang

A small wonder
A beautiful nonsense
Confusing at genesis
Till a shape it takes on
Icing and melted butter tops the magic
At the end of the day it’s no longer Abracadabra

Now be mindful
Next time you eat that cake
Remember, out of much puddles, a beauty formed
Out of flour, came forth the cake.
Las las we are eating baked flour.

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