Cake for my sister
I’m baking up a surprise for my sister’s demise.
Kill her with kindness,
The perfect plan I’ve devised.
A cup of sugar and maybe a booger
For this older sister of mine.
I’ll add a stick of butter and mud from the gutter,
So another word she won’t utter,
For this snitching sister of mine.
Mixing in flour that’s old and sour,
making sure this will be the final hour,
For this scheming sister of mine.
I’ll whip in two eggs and a splash of bleach
So I can finally end this treacherous leech.
I’ll ice it in pink, 13 layers high
She wouldn’t guess that it’s a lie
A decorated facade,
For my sister, a tormenting fraud.
A single bite and it will be done,
But then I know I’ll have to run.
I plan my escape, as my sister
Finally eats her cake.