Cake

There was a girl

who wanted to have her cake and eat it

At first the indulgence

felt exciting

She gorged on mouthful

after mouthful.

It still wasn’t enough

but it left her feeling sickened

With herself

She quickly realised

that the first, delectable slice

would have satisfied her hunger

If only she had savoured that piece

she would not be here now

left with only crumbs

Published by Dullard poet

I have been writing mediocre poems since childhood. To me the process of writing is a release and the results, however mundane, give me a sense of pride. I am a busy teacher, mother (hockey mum), wife, pet owner as well as being a reader, sometime raver and a reasonable friend.

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