Cake And Nonsense Poem by Phil Soar

Cake And Nonsense



Biscuits by the barrel full
Raisins by the sack
I feel like I need marzipan
And there aint no turning Back
I am the icing on the cake
I wish I was the filling
Then someone might just sell me off
And make an extra shilling

Monday, November 4, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: nonsense
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