Last time I carried a cake I dropped it on the floor and now nobody lets me carry cakes no more.
{ok this isn't true- I didn't drop a cake- it just came into my head one day and it rhymes so whoop}
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Poetryan ongoing collection of the ups and downs of my life in poetry from around October 2016 up until the present date :)
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Last time I carried a cake I dropped it on the floor and now nobody lets me carry cakes no more.
{ok this isn't true- I didn't drop a cake- it just came into my head one day and it rhymes so whoop}