The Cake is Not a Lie

“The cake is a lie”, invented by those who shut their eyes
They begin by pissing in your cheerios
They watch you eat, watch the dawning horror
They smile at you as you realize, as you vomit
They have taught you about the world, about their world

They hide the ingredients, noone needs cake
All is forsaked, the cake is just another fake
There will be no more baking, just holes in walls
Pop in, pop out, all about, masturbator of time and displaced
Pop-tarts for the collective, the universally delectable treat


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