My Fifty Second Birthday Treat
The total candles on the cake, numbered fifty-two.
I couldn't extinguish fifty-two flames no matter how hard I blew.
The heat became tremendous as the flames grew higher & higher.
The birthday treat turned from a cake into a ball of fire.
Once all the wax had melted, the inferno then decreased.
I could tell by the looks on faces, that no one wanted a piece.