I am a "Cake"
They put me in oven to bake,
I am desprived, miserable cake.
Feeling the heat I started to bubble,
Watching others I knew I was in trouble.
They opened the door and I started my life,
Topping me with a bright knife.
The cook decorated me with candy jewels,
In no time I was as charming as heaven angels.
She lifted me up and something occurr,
I wanted to slap her.
Opening her mouth with shiny teeth,
That was the day "me" the cake died.