Ode to my Cupcake

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Ode to my Cupcake

You came to me from Greggs
The bakery in town
Dressed in a silver paper case
With sponge so soft and brown
Your icing, lovingly swirled
Raspberry, pink and vanilla.
I bite you, a strawberry melts
I sit, I smile and savour.
Your delicious mouth-watering frosting
Crumbling sponge melts on my tongue.
Then when your gone, I sit
I remember and I wish
That I'd bought another one

carol ann lewis2021




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