Cake Quartet

Tongues licking beaters

Zesty lemon, filling mouth

Spatula spreading

 

Frosting adorns bare

Skin, the rich buttercream on

Your mocha body

 

We have had our Cake

Now we must lie in it, hot

Breath melting sugar

 

Under cooling fan

We have made our bed, now we

Must eat each other.

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