I could use a cake.
a nice round two layer affair
with chocolate icing.
I put the cake signal into the sky.
it shines at the end of my
beam, from
my rooftop
onto the clouds.
emergency. come soon,
bring cake.
bring two, one for me,
one for you.
I've got the milk.
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