Momma gave us this birthday tip
Her face stern, her hand on her hip
“When serving horse cake
“With this kind of face
“Well, sonny, don’t give me no lip.”
Gumdrop was gloomy and tense
Her flight was one filled with suspense
With wings on one side
No physics applied
But whoever said magic makes sense?
This pony gives no end of grief
Its texture defies all belief
Missing legs, is it now?
Should we call it a cow?
Because wow does it look like ground beef.
Ted is a unicorn with sass
His friends like to say he’s a gas
The life of the party
Whenever he’s farty
And rainbows shoot out of his a$$
Thanks to Amanda L., another Amanda, Brio G., & Sarah L. for finding everyone’s next birthday cake request. Take note, bakers: Rainbow-Farting Unicorns for EVERYBODY!