Birthday Cake

your traffic school friends
force-fed me birthday cake
after I had passed out

my death was prevented
by your dachshund, "Pixie"
who (I am told) ate the cake from out of my mouth

you could have eaten the cake from out of my mouth
but you were upstairs with "Road Cone"
playing some sort of (I am told) game with your butt

Walk to your next doctor's appointment! Your driving is awful!