A Tasteless Cake


An elegant cake with a red cherry top,
with beautiful frosting, and vanilla cream,
a cake with sweet dignity and light syrup drop,
a cake that we don't have, but we can dream.

What incredible glory, such incredulous light,
this wonderful cake in front of your eyes,
oh so far too nice, too loved to take a bite,
the cake without shape, and lacking in size.

It's covered in life, surrounded by merries,
it's so full of love, and hope, and joy,
made soft with heart, decorated with berries,
the perfect dessert for any girl or boy.

But standing so fine, so perfect and true,
it'll never be touched, or cut in a slice,
never be eaten by mouths through and through,
just sitting there, a cake without taste should suffice.

Eventually it rots, it's gone and done,
the cameras and eyes shift to the next,
they see the cake, another one,
with blueberry frosting and elated text.

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