Special Thanks To Eddie Izzard givning me the idea for title.
I ate a cake in order to stay up late Seeing that I stayed up late, I ate a cake So, my darling pursued me with a broom Livid, she chased me all around the room She was taking this to the extreme. Make no mistake We are talking about all the pieces of the cake I tried apologizing. The timing was too soon My body is suffering from a serious wound "But Cupcake, I know how to make another cake” With big tears in her eyes, that was my lifesaving break I urged her, "Dear, could we now get a hospital room?" "But wait, I will have my cake. Let's perform a handshake" I crossed my fingers. Because, I would become immune I will bake a cake or purchase one. Make no mistake I’m like a raccoon eager for the next opportune Updated 5/14/2019
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