this poem was inspired by actual events….
trophy cupcake
cupcake, oh cupcake, your sugary smile
beguiles, denies me; your saccharine wiles
are a sweet siren song to my caged inner child.
oh, guinness stout cupcake, you drank the last drop
of irish cream (bailey’s! oh how could i stop!),
drowned and doused with whipped cream on top.
you glisten, you shimmer, my chocolatey pleasure
(i’m coming my precious!) to consume at my leisure.
oh, fie, fie, fie! a harlot appears and snatches my treasure!
sweet guinness cupcake, the last on the cart!
you, almost mine, now clutched to her heart,
have left me for naught but this counterfeit tart.
oh, supplanter cupcake, you are not what i seek!
my interest (once stout-snubbed) how could you pique?
ah, but soft? a sweet waft of spearmint has made my knees weak!
oh, chocolate mint cupcake, your icing so fine
kisses my mouth (oh heaven! divine)!
chocolate chip rapture; tiny cake, you are mine.
