7th July 2014: Hello shoppers! Guess what I’m talking about!!!

Maybe a million years since

Suddenly I began,

This fubbing diet,

Imagining a cake,

With a fruit covered sprinkled face

And chocolate soft sponge perfection,

Sitting on a pedestal

Where desire is met with pastry,

And the down turn of a wrist

Brings the folk flying up to the cream—

A cake that does not exist,

A cake that is but a dream;

And cried, “Before I am gone mad

I shall have eaten one

Cake maybe as large

And perfect as my head.”