an ode to the flat breakfast cake.

flat

round.

like, very flat.

i have just described,

the flat breakfast cake.

you make me cry tears of joy with your pancake ways.

ive gained 7 pounds.

probably cus ive been eating you for the past 17 days.

your syrup taste is juicy to the touch.

i wanna date you.

could i marry you, would that be too much?

probably.

besides, i ate all your brothers and sisters for breakfast.

but that is only because,

i think you taste the most best.

do you remember that time 2 years ago

my uncle threw you on the ceiling?

why i was so angry, i called his wife a hoe.

your the reason i bought a toaster.

and if i ever must stop eating you,

remember that ill miss you the most…-er.

sincerely, a pancake enthusiast