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Anyone would be upset, right? You took a slice of my cake, It took me seven hours to bake. Red Velvet is hard to learn, That one slice, one should earn. The vanilla layer was hard to lay out At least five times, I was wracked by doubt, Whether the cream-to-butter was three or four And the icing or the colouring comes before. No, steal the extra crust you can, I don’t need it anyway in the pan. What I wanted was the tiny sprinkles, That you licked off without a ****** Go away, don’t touch my cake.
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Nov 1, 2014
Nov 1, 2014 at 2:21 AM UTC
It was my cake, you know.
Anyone would be upset, right? You took a slice of my cake, It took me seven hours to bake. Red Velvet is hard to learn, That one slice, one should earn. The vanilla layer was hard to lay out At least five times, I was wracked by doubt, Whether the cream-to-butter was three or four And the icing or the colouring comes before. No, steal the extra crust you can, I don’t need it anyway in the pan. What I wanted was the tiny sprinkles, That you licked off without a ****** Go away, don’t touch my cake.
shivani-lalan
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Nov 1, 2014
Nov 1, 2014 at 2:21 AM UTC
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