Billy-Boy Wordsworth defined poetry as "the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings." Fitting then, we should apply this definition when we speak of fabulous fare. See if you can relate to this week's victual verse and feel free to pen a few lines of your own, should you be so inspired.
See our Big Top Cupcake creation and this week's inspired bit of poetry after the jump.
In Praise of the Big Top Cupcake
So your kids call you lame, 'cause your cupcakes all look the same. "They're too small!" they cry and pout. Spoiled brats you'll impress, when you focus on excess, Big Top Cupcake's what we're talkin' about.
With a cake base and dome, born from non-stick silicone, with enough frosting to make their teeth split. And there's nothin' more thrillin', than addin' chocolate fillin'. Who cares if it all tastes like shit?
So when the kids leave to waste, half the life-size cupcake clown face, and Big Top Cupcake gets old and put away, know that their little eyes, are on the next thing you can buy. Let's hear it for the good 'ol U.S. of A.!
