Cole's Cake Catastrophe
After discovering my poetic talents
Cole wanted me to make
A poem about the many, many
Many types of cake.
I told him to get real
So what did my friend do?
He went into the kitchen
And made something akin to goo
The next thing I know, he's feeding me
And I now wonder if it was baked
I say this cause my stomach churns
Despite him saying it was cake
Or maybe it was icing
I wasn't about to ask
Instead I called for Zane
And set him up with a new task
Cole seemed to fall in love
With the idea that is
I saw him follow Zane
To watch the cooking wiz
As for me, I have to say
I spent the night in the bathroom
So it's safe to say that my friend's goo
Was more a recipe of doom
So, no, Cole did not get
His poem dedicated to cake
Instead he had to deal
With a friend with a stomach ache.
- Jay Walker