Angel Food, Devils Food Cake
Wanda Niesterowicz
1/30/2013
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Come on honey,
The oven is getting warm,
Lets roll the dough, to and fro,
And cuddle together like Eskimos,

In front of a campfire,
Roasting marshmallows,
Or in front of the stove,
Lets stir the pot,

Mix it up, drop it down,
Get the ingredients,
Lets bake a cake,

Angel White, Devilishly Dark,
I’ll tempt your tongue,
With something heavenly,
Or let me drizzle the cocoa,
All over and lick your fingers clean,

Come on baby, no need to be shy,
Why don’t you come over here,
And stir it up, 

Just give it a try,
Its getting steamy, no need for our sweaters,
It’s warm enough in the kitchen,
The pie is cooling on the windowsill,

We have some time to kill,

This little Angel Cake has her halo in her hand,
To leave it on the kitchen counter,

Everything just needs time to bake,

Don’t be shy, why don’t you bite into,

A piece of the Devils food cake?