“I haven’t seen your cupcake”

My heart stammers at my first mistake

“Really? Because I couldn’t find my last one

And it took me forever to bake!”

 

A guilty look proceeds me

I look for others to set me free

But no one comes to my rescue

And she won’t leave and let me be.

 

“Okay, okay, I admit it! I’m a disgrace!

I won’t do it again, you put me in my place!”

She looks at me with a smirk and says

“I just wanted you to admit it. You still have frosting on your face.”

 

NaPoWriMo 2013 http://www.napowrimo.net/