Poetry from the book {The Lion and the Sun} by Artist Troy Richard Thomas

                                105 Cupcakes

The chorus teacher told me it was my turn to bring treats to class on Friday

I begged my Mother to bake 105 cupcakes for class

My Mom carefully packed them away in a box and told me that I could have two of them

Being the angelic person that I am, I helped myself to 32 cupcakes

They were the best cupcakes I've ever had, they were made with love and joy, and I enjoyed every damn one of them

As walked the four grueling miles to school with that box I started popping those cup cakes in my mouth

By the time I arrived at the school doors I had 38 cupcakes left

At my locker my girlfriend asked me if she could have one

I told her "No!" " you get your own cupcakes, these are all mine"

This a beautiful and kind girl who gave me a bite of her fudgesicle every afternoon, that and hand jobs

And blow jobs whenever I could sneak it in her mouth

Sitting in detention for five periods I whittled away at those cupcakes

The detention room was 5' x 5', painted puke green and was lit by a yellow light bulb

They would have had bars on the room but it was against fire code

They were trying to use psychology to repulse students but I always came back

Just before I walked into chorus class I ate the last of the cupcakes

They were so delicious

The chorus teacher turned to me and asked if I had anything to share with the class

I dumped the box on the floor and said, "I've got a bunch of paper stubs for you bastards to eat"

Six periods of detention, well that's no big deal

The only song I ever sang in chorus was the Batman and Robin song

The truth is I am a great singer but I am more like the Warner Brothers frog in the top hat

                                Ribbit.

Poetry from the book {The Lion and the Sun} by Artist Troy Richard Thomas