A Bug In The Batter
There's a bug in my cake batter
oh dear what to do,
I simply baked a cake to share with you.
I wonder if you'd mind
a little protein perhaps,
u'll probably never taste it
or see its innards in the cracks.
I'll keep this wee secret from you
no whispers, no laughter
I know now what to do.
So I'll bake this wee cake
with a bug in the batter.
O hell if you don't know
what the heck should it matter.
Now here is that cup of tea I promised,
get ready to taste my delicious marble cake.
I'm laughing inside for that bug is surely baked.
It's nice to see you smile
while you eat one piece then two,
laughing to myself,
wondering if I should tell you.
O naughty, naughty Mel
you've done it again.
this is not the way
to treat an old friend.
A bug in the batter
A bug in the batter
O hell, what the heck
should it matter.
lololololol
Written by: Melvina Germain
Date: June 12/2015
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem