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Oh lovely cake
Filled with chocolate frosting
Sitting on the table
While I stand figuring what it will cost me.
To put a morsel of thy tender goodness
Into my awaiting mouth
As you travel from my stomach to my hips
-Oh, I think I'm going to pout.
Your wonderful chocolate fluffiness
Do I adore
But then I notice
That you are no more.
Now you're all gone
Down to the very last lick
Uh oh, I'm not feeling well
I think I'm gonna be sick!
Never! Never again will I eat
A whole cake in one day
-Well...that is..unitl the next birthday.