The Bakery of Cheaters
Oh my, a cheaters dream
pastries unlimited
seating by reservation
only poets need apply
silent on humanity
but full of donut bits
for themselves
the bottom grows
the top, rots
they don't wear shoes
they wear
clik flops
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