Cake

I chopped my thigh
And got myself
A round disk
Much like a cake

With sweet apricot icing
Red raspberry filling
And an ivory
Vanilla center

Right then I saw my thigh
Bones are white
And it looks like pie,
That thigh chop

Round and juicy
A circle that I can measure
With pi times d
And not with a tape

Because it is absurd

To measure a cake
With a tape
So I measure with pi

Cake measures to pie

Both are succulent
Like that chop of my thigh
That I cut with a steak knife

Then I looked at my thigh chop

It looks like steak
As tangy as pie
Much like a cake

Author's Note

:D

Reviews

[Mockingbird]

sublime imagery, amazingly cloying. you've succeded in making a person flinch. great job.

[Alexus Shanae]

This made me laugh out loud, you are a keeper for sure my dark humored friend!

[MoriartyMesa]

I would show this to other Chef's I know, but i think they may blush