Cuntcakes
Whenever I get a new cuntcake from the bakery,
I can’t help but smile with glee.
With help of my charm and beauty,
The baker gives me one for free.

I love just get my fingers and feel the cake all around,
Feeling the softness of each curb up and down
Until that special spot can be found,
I must trace my tongue all over like a hound.

I enjoy watching them swell up and grow
I enjoy licking the sweet tangy frosting from top to below
I enjoy finding the juicy middle and squeal, “OH!”
I enjoy them so much that I practically glow!

I love my little cuntcakes that I got tonight,
They come in variety of flavors and all of them taste just right.
Lord knows I will put up a fight
if no one appreciates their sight.

In order to indulge in the delicious buffet,
Remember, every cuntcake is beautiful and sweet in its own way,
Just give each one a lot love and confidence every day,
It also helps to decorate them with pearls and bouquets.

Nothing compares to a cuntcake, many of my friends agree.
They come in different shapes and sizes, and I must have all of them for me.