jueves, 19 de agosto de 2010

Cooking my mom

My mom is a cake..


My dream came true when I destroyed you..
Ohh, I remember..
Just a few days ago, sadly, in my imagination
......................
What did I do wrong now??
You got no reason, because this time I cleaned my bedroom, and look at my school califications!! You are not happy yet??
I hate to see you sad...
So........ i think i gotta cook a cake...a bitter one
For daddy, and jhon... and the tastiest part will be just for me...
Because it will make me happy
And i remember when you said, that you wanted me the happiest person in the world
What?? What did you say?? Ohh sorry, I cant hear you.. you are dying
I'm slowly killing you.. with a big smile in my face...
wasn't my smile what you always said you wanted from me?? here you have!!
Well, I don't know why i'm talking to you... you can't hear me... Now you are a cake..
I'm talking to a cake.. Mmm.. i'm eating it.. Ohh... the best cake i've ever cooked

Pouly