Cake

Cake I crossed a bridge After a mettle for sensational blessings I found myself in an ark of wonder, I pondered May be I was dreaming, may be not! Blessed by the Holy touch I found in the sanctuary A lot of people saw en began to wonder Gaping, may be on my draping White, black, yellow, the sky was hailing Am touched by an Angel of love Not a fairy tale, I was crowned by the heaven sent Glamour, glimmer, glorious Was the tale of the day? As people said hey, praises and lauds Alright, am about to slice the cake Slice, slice – cut the cake Am about to take it great!