The icing felt all squidgy as they spread it on a treat…
Cakation
They took me from the oven when my coat was golden brown,
then coloured me ornately and adorned me with a crown.
‘She’s perfectly delectable’, they gathered round and said.
I was ready for my hols but they had other plans instead.
Their mouths began to water in excitement for their treat.
So I ran for it. They’re sorry now they gave me cakey feet.
This is a sweet poem. I especially love the last line about the cakey feet !. I can imagine the cake making off thanks to its cakey feet.
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Thank you xxx
It won 1st prize on Fanstory
(albeit slightly rearranged as the contest demanded a certain rhyme scheme)
https://www.fanstory.com/displaystory.jsp?hd=1&id=1123829
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