I dug 6 graves 1 foot deep

For cupcakes that I make

I keep making them, even though the holes get steep.

I cup my makings into cardboard cartons
and I started marking little messages in my cupcake pardons.

I'm going down a rabbit hole where  I'm going to shrink, meet a tweetle Dom, & eat a cookie or two that will blow my mind. You're not where I'm at... I'm not where you are... We are both losing out.