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cake
Well,
This eve is not less than hell.
I muffled my unbridled soul with formal,
Starte to the way to the home of that gurl,
As she invited me on a sudden treat.
Reached the door an' rang the door bell.
She opened door, dressed in yell' ow.
Like a chocolate cake she smell.
Hold my beats which gonna fell.
She had bake a chocolate cake.
" Taste the cake and revel"
" I had baked for my bf but he didn't come as we have a quarrel"
she tell.

That piece, my throat know how it swall'w.
© ojasviladha