In whole
For decompress
Gobble up
Starve before
Think there’s nothing more
And afterwards
To a single comment
Get mad and howl
About your saintness
Boring man
I know you want more than one piece
For cake
is the thing you eat whole
adding more without remorse
But if the cake wants to fly free
What’s your jealousy?
Cake too
Has its time to ambition new fridges
Think hard and high
For cake means more than c.
My bad you can’t even begin to fathom what I mean.
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