Creamy Chocolate Cake Poem by Tom Billsborough

Guy the gorilla
Needed a filla
For his new made chocolate cake.
His perfect dream
Was a tube of cream
And this was his big mistake.


He went round the house
He asked his young spouse
Who banged her big chest
And said with frosty
Voice she was in need of a rest,
So get lost! Thee!

But at last he espied
On a ledge at the side
Of his bath a gleaming white tube.
Found it, my Rube,
He cried to his wife
Who woke, now ready for strife.
So he hid in the kitchen
Where he was itchin'
To cream up his beautiful cake.
So he squeezed out a lake
Of the stuff, oozy white.
So he took a big bite
And swallowed it whole
Then let out a scream to appal!
His wife came a running,
By this time fuming,
And grabbed the tube from his paw.
It's toothpaste! She cried with a loud guffaw!
Nor could she spare a comforting word
For her hubby's misericord.
At least his grief
Would have some relief
To ease his bout of sorrow.
He'd have shiny teeth tomorrow!