Giant Cake

Cake

By Evelina San Garde

Each year I have a birthday,

When people buy me toys,

And mother gives a party

To lots of  girls and boys.

I have a cake with candles,

And icing, pink and white,

With rosy candles lighted,

It makes a lovely sight.

Each year the cake grows larger,

Another light to take,

So if I grow much older,

I’ll need a giant cake.

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