His name was Yum-yum, and he was the most wonderful, delicious friend any cake-lover could ever have. (No offense, Daddy, you make great cakes, but this was AMAZING.) Yes, it's clear dear Yum-yum was a divine gift, sent from God to make my day brighter.
He was a yellow cake, with white frosting and sprinkles - the multi-colored kind, mind you. And he was the moist-est (is that a word?), yummiest cake ever. But alas, as my friends and I made the trek back to Sullivan, I was forced to end dear Yum-yum's life, because what cake could ever exist without being eaten? Let it be known, however, that his death was short and painless - I finished eating him in only six bites, then sang 'Taps' as I committed his plastic cup to the trash can. -sniffle-
In memory of his life, I have composed this - the 'Ode to Cake.' (Sung, of course, to the tune of Beethoven's 9th.)
'Yum-yum, Yum-yum, I adore thee,
Cake of sugar, cake of love,
Cookies are but naught before thee,
Bowing to your might above.
Melt the healthy foods of sadness,
Drive the grains and fruit away,
Giver of delicious gladness,
Please come back another day!'
-cries- Oh, Yum-yum. I'll miss you.
i about died laughing when i read this. thanks. :D
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