One Last Piece

writer's cramp entry for 9/4 abotu cake

One by One my brothers disappear
An unknown source is to fear
Quietly I sit and await my doom
Who knew it’d be coming so soon

Patiently we sit as we all get a slice
A single piece will have to suffice
Cause odds and evens just don’t mix
One last piece has left us in a fix

Cold and alone, I just can see
If someone had to be last, why me?
Why must I wait so long in woe?
I’d rather just face it, be friend or foe

Do we split it or just give it away
Maybe forget it so we can all go play
Finally we decide, we know what we’ll do
We’ll share it among us, our numbers are few

I feel a blade, it tickles me so
But now that I’m divided, where will I go?
Soon everything turns pitch black
I’ve just been devoured, a tasty snack

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*yeah yeah, the rymign sounds forced, thats cause it is*