A Poem (in emulation of Edgar Allen Pony) · 5:06pm Sep 5th, 2014
Wouldst thou be loved? Then let thy taste
From its present state be tossed not—
For, caking all which now thou cakest
With frosting, muffins frost not.
So in my eyes, thy bakéd goods
Thy cakes, thy more than muffins
Shall be the very best of foods,
And taste, a bond that toughens.
--Derpy Hooves