Cupcake: A Poem

Today, I ate a cupcake.
Gasp!
Not a cupcake...
Yes, a cupcake.
At work.
I wasn't hungry.
It was so cute.
Pink with white frosting.
Cream cheese frosting?
Gave in.
Ate it.
Wasn't cream cheese frosting.
Too sweet.
Now I actually feel gross.
Wasn't worth it.


I'll consider the knowledge that it wasn't worth it is worth the experience of eating it, because next time I want an office goodie that someone brings in, I'll reread this poem and remember that it wasn't worth it then and it won't be worth it this time either. Instead, I'll go home and eat dinner followed by my current favorite dessert of Greek yogurt with sprinkles.