Cake poems

It was raining cake and biscuits

In the dream I had last night,

But I woke up disappointed

In the early morning light,

When I heard the gentle patters

Against my window pane,

And opened up the blinds to see

Just dreary, wet, old rain.

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Of all the beauty in the world

From sea to sky above

There can be no beauty greater

Than chocolate, cake and love.

Moss-laden darkened forests

Iced mountains high above

Bring solace but not as comforting

As chocolate, cake and love.

Moon-shined indigo night skies

Star-sparkled droplets above

Are wondrous but no mightier

Than chocolate, cake and love.

Vast oceans crash upon the sand

With dazzles of sun above

It’s awesome but I’m more in awe

Of chocolate, cake and love.

I ponder Earth’s great achievements

Of Mother Nature up above

And a medal she deserves

For chocolate, cake and love.

Another Slice? Oh please let me eat Cake.

If it wasn’t seen as gluttonous, I would and could eat multiple slices of cake in one sitting. But I am perhaps an exception and most people I know wouldn’t ever consider this, no matter how much they enjoy the first slice. So here is the next slice of cake blog, a little while after the first, giving you all time to digest it and be truly ready to devour this portion.

 

The misguided Marjorie Dawes

‘We all like a bit of cake don’t we? I’m just one of those people who come home and all I want is a bit of cake’ says Marjorie Dawes, hypocritical leader of ‘Fat fighters’ in Lucas and Walliams’ Little Britain.  I unwillingly seem to have lots in common with her. Most of Marjorie’s views are comically disturbing but I can’t argue with her passion for cake. Despite being a fictional character, I can sympathise with the constant battle going through her. She attempts to talk about fattening foods, advising her ‘fatties’ of more healthy choices such as dust,  but her heart defeats her brain, allowing her to go off on a crazy cake rave at inappropriate times. Cake occupies her mind above all other things. Peculiarly, this makes me feel less alone in my helpless cake desire.

Marie Antoinette, Queen of France from 1774, is famed among other things, for one of the most famous cake quotes, which is now known to not have actually been said by her:

 The misquoted Marie Antoinette

Qu'ils mangent de la brioche or Let them eat cake.

It was originally thought she said this upon learning that the peasants had no bread. Brioche is a type of bread with the addition of eggs and butter to enrich the dough (perhaps not cake at all). Having said this, she showed a lack of understanding of the poverty the peasants were facing. Cake was expensive, something for the upper classes only.

But we know Marie didn’t ever say this so why is it a famous cake quote? There is a real story behind it (check Wikipedia!) but I like to think it became well known purly because most people want to be allowed to eat cake. I, along with Ms Dawes, want someone to say to me daily ‘let her eat cake.’ I want to eat cake without my brain telling me off, advising me on the calorific content and tutting me when I give in to my heart’s wishes. I want guilt free cake. And by guilt free I don’t mean fat free. I want diet clubs to use ‘Let them eat cake’ as a slogan. Or maybe, even better, slice some of the words off so it just reads …

 

Eat Cake.