Cake alone.

Cake alone, just doesn't feel right.
Where're the conversations between the bites?

Cake alone, simply isn't sound.
All those calories are going to town.

Cake alone, really is quite a chore.
You'll come to loathe that which you once adore.

But alas, my appetite does delight;
My impulses take flight.

Forget the solitude, the bore, the melancholy.
Tonight my taste buds shall be jolly.

Cake alone, so what if it's pitiful?
Well jokes on them, the cake's wonderful.