It's My Creative Disaster...and I'll Love it if I Want

A Poem to the Cake I Just Made
You started out a gooey mess
And then baked inside the oven
I thought you would turn out alright
I guess I had this comin'

I dyed you green,
a sight to see
And then I added frosting.

You seemed ok
I worked away
Until your buttercream started softening.

It's summertime, a time of sun
And frosting really likes to run...
Away from cake
No time it takes.
A hot apartment isn't fun.

In the end
Some time I did spend
Adding green and yellow
To my sad cake fellow.
But he just wouldn't mend...

So I drew designs
And scribbled more
Nothing looked as it had before
Except for when I was four.

And the end result
I have no doubt
Will leave many with a little pout.
Wondering f they should
Stick out their necks
And send these pictures straight to Cake Wrecks...