For the love of cake

It seems to me these days.

People have lost their heads.

Instead of joining in my love of cake .

Its super diets this and skinny Minnie that.

All this leaves me flat.

I have a secret to tell l hope you can keep.

But l enjoy my cake there l have said it.

My mother  always said  it was good to have some shape.

And l attribute mine to eating cake.

Cake is like a work of art.

Where do you want me to start.

With or with out the cherry on top.

I find l cannot stop.

For me and cake have a relationship you see.

I love cake and cake loves me.

It would be cruel to tear us apart.

It would break my little heart .

I have to go but remember this.

A little of what you fancy does you good.

Maybe that's the bit l misunderstood.