If I ate you like a cake
may I be the first to say,
you should taste so crumb’some sweet,
but I ought not to’ve seemed like that.
It wasn’t the right way to be.
I should have acted like a chef
and saved you for another’s plate,
but you seemed too good to miss.

This is to say, if I had been
the one to bite at you, ever.
Had I not a nibbler been,
forget I have said anything.