Glance at it
Want it
You know you shouldn’t have it
So turn away
Yet look again
It’s as pretty as a blushing bride
Dressed in white
Something borrowed
Something new
Something old
Something of red hue
Grab it
Pop it
Won’t taste red
Would taste chocolate
Venture further
Light and airy
Almost like bubbles
It crumbles
Onto the floor
Onto the floor
So we eat it
Off of the floor
But it’s fine
Let them eat red velvet
cupcake
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