Untitled Poem
by Gertie
It’s my birthday and I can
eat all of the cake if I want to.
The flavor of this cake is
to die for
as it is strawberry chocolate.
You’re not getting any as
I don’t want to share.
Untitled Poem
by Gertie
It’s my birthday and I can
eat all of the cake if I want to.
The flavor of this cake is
to die for
as it is strawberry chocolate.
You’re not getting any as
I don’t want to share.
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