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Sweet Cake-BMW-
Oh what fate is there for a cake?
For piece after piece I take,
Till the last crumb stands,
From finger to lips it lands.
The cake is doomed,
Before it is groomed,
In its shiny frosting coat.
I lick my fingers and gloat.
Yummmy that was delicious
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I did the above one before so its old but next one is fresh new for you
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Fate of The Cake-BMW
My appetite craves for sweetness ,
my stomach growls for completeness .
I am a helpless sugar slave,
To the cup cakes I so crave.
Sometimes I make a big giant cake,
So my family can par take.
Other times in small cup size,
That sticks to my butt and fattens my thighs!
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Tag is Jelly