They made me to be beaten,
after the cake was all gone and eaten.
I get bashed repeatedly,
being robbed of my insides.
It makes the children so happy,
but always makes me weep and cry.
My insides are sweet,
which all the kids love.
I'm all broken and beat up,
candy falling from above.
~Luis Enri-K Matias
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