I eat yummy, tasty chocolate cake,
Which my mom does often bake,
She pours the jelly on the top,
It looks like a blister, about to pop,
She adds then a layer of vanilla,
Which seems like a roof of villa,
Pineapple slices on it then blink,
They shine red, yellow and pink,
When I take on it a big bite,
My face becomes a slimy site,
I let my tongue out of my mouth,
Move it east, west, north and south,
I bite the chocolate with relish sweet,
Then wipe my lips clean and neat
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