The Icing On the Cake

Mommy looked away, HURRAY!

First, one bowl of the cake mix stuff
that Mommy has just made.
Next comes seven dog food bits
(or should I call them Kibble?)
one for every Barbie head I'm missing.
Next comes paste...
         just like the stuff that
         you told everyone at school I ate
         WHEN I DIDN'T!
Then I gotta add four hairs from
big sissy's razor
(although I don't think that
that they are hers, cuz they
are brown and curly)-
one for every fifty times
that you pulled mine last week.

Then I have to let mom finish
and hope she doesn't notice
and when it is finally done
I get to have MORE fun
cuz I saved the tube of
frosting that I saw you and
jerk-face Billy
stuff helpless little
basement crickets into.
And that is how
you make your crappy brother's
birthday cake!