A Tribute to Sisters

Lava cake, oven fries, disappointment in my eyes – Kaleb Monasterial

Lava cake My lava cake My oh so perfect lava cake Very sweet, kinda bitter In the oven baking.

Little boys, my little guys In the oven, watch them rise They’ve cooked not long, I expect half baked Take them out, it’s only cake.

Lava cake, lava cake My precious, perfect lava cake That flow of yours gone too soon Eating sadly with my spork.

Lava cake, my lava cake Sadness, but no lava cake How I should have watched you bake Here I sit, my negligence.

Oven fries, in my eyes There’s no wrong time for oven fries When to make these oven fries? Later. I’m not feeling it right now.

Oven fries, the crinkle kind! The very bestest kind of kind! Today’s the day I make those fries! Not today. Today is bad. Not the day for fries, I find.

Today’s the day. It Has to be. Today’s the day I make those fries Today’s the day, no other day. I have to make those fries today.

Critical hours, 1:30 am In the oven they go. Finally, my oven fries It’s taken too long, I know. Oven fries, these oven fries. Late or early oven fries? Not my best, but not my worst. My negligence, art thou mine curse?

My lava cakes, my oven fries