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Mom's Devil's Food Cake

The delious smell of, A chocolate hell, One of the moisest cakes, The plate awaits, For that tasty treat, Warm, light, and fluffy on the inside, With the taste of heaven, A dramtic debute, Of dark choclate so sweet, A tantilizing delite, For a scrumous night, Smoother than a lucious shake, My mom is so great, I'll eat anything from her hand, As it slides down my throat, I can feel what she made, Was ooohy, gooey, maxa-mooey, To give my tummy a sugaris rush, I love my mom's Devil's food cake.

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Date: 4/1/2009 12:50:00 PM
This made me chuckle,especially the word "maxa-mooey".Makes me want a piece of that cake.
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