Confections of Mass Destruction
By: Unknown
8
last night i tried to make a cake
but everything went wrong
the baking soda would not take
and the salt was way too strong
i did my best to eat a piece
though it really made me gag
my stomach screamed cease
so i found a wretched hag
she only took one bite
and all she got was leaven
there was a flash of light
and she followed it to heaven
the army got wind of this event
and they made me an offer
if i baked til the enemy was spent
i would surely be an officer
i learned that perfection
is not always best
especially when you make a confection
that won't pass the test
Structure is calming. I crave directions to help me through my projects. They should make life much easier. Strangely, most of my attempts to follow instructions end rather comically. Organization is not my friend. We do not get along, as depicted by my lack of binders and the wreckage that is my room. Yet, I diligently struggle on with pandering tips and guidelines. The results always fall short of the goals. Hoping to produce cupcakes that are both pretty and tasty, I instead end up with either breathtaking rocks or delicious monstrosities.