The Last Piece
I admit to doing no wrong,
no nothing.
I can see your warning,
that's something.
But you know how it goes,
when hungry.
One thing led to another,
your angry?
It started out as a whole,
then it splits.
But it wasn't all my fault,
none admits.
It really came down to,
who knows how.
Now that last piece of cake,
it's gone now.
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