Her brain was addled
from too much cake
(so they said)
though anyone knows
that cake will go
straight to your toes
(instead of up top)
and make you jig
dance til you drop.
She licked the crumbs
right off the floor
held up her plate
and asked for more.
Now she lives atop a tree
pining for you, waiting for me
waiting for anyone (truth be told)
who will bring her a cake
(she has a heart of gold).
My kind of girl……