Cakes

Cakes, oh, cakes
How I love to bake
You can be little
You can be big
You can be plain
You can be fancy
But you will always be yummy
In my bowl
Or on my plate
Or even in my cup
You’ll always be there
To help
And to sooth
To be a friend
You can never betray me
But you’ll always be scrumptious
Oh cake, oh cake
How I love to make
And eat you