Makes us smile, let’s us wish
Commands us to put more on the dish.

Always tastes so good and great
Something nobody could ever hate.

Let’s us go away at last,
To find a new way to think of our future and past.

Makes me happy, makes me sad
But I could never say it is bad.

Keeps me going, keeps me alive
I eat the cake, more and more, and then I sigh

Some of it is not good for you
Nor me, not good for me to

But it tastes good, and that is why,
I am having the last slice of pie.