Let Them Eat Cake
Never a girl
so pretty as she
hair in pink curls
& a bunny called Dee
So happy together
always best friends
no matter the weather
they'd play til the end
A sweet tooth she had
whipped, frosted & candy coated
it all made her glad
& sometimes even bloated
It happened one Sunday
in the morning she'd wake
they'd all hear her say
"Let them eat cake!"
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