CakeI let myself slip a finger Into the wedding cake Nobody is looking maybe I'm going to eat it while they're not looking I put my fist in the cake God, this is sexual I feel like a creep The bride and groom start yelling at me I slide up next to the bride And I put her on the ground I put myself on top of her And breathe in her mouth The cake smells like her I stare up The wedding tent is striped I pull the cake on us and Robert The groom Starts punching everyone around him We drown in the cake Her first  |
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