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Having my cake and eating it too. |
| One time I had a small cupcake my lady friend took time to bake. There was icing and a candle, a temptation hard to handle. It tempted me with its delight to go ahead and take a bite. It looked delicious with its fudge, I kept my mouth shut, would not budge. It was no use, I had to taste although it might go to my waist. I would have liked to keep it though and use it as pastry ammo. I ate my cake and it was good, such rich dessert is understood. But just before I took a bite I photographed it left and right. |